1. |
Fool's Gold
03:08
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I've got
One inch done
But that still leaves a mile
A simple favor
Always
Ends up as a trial
Instant karma
Victimless crime
Used all my sick days
so I'm working overnights
Picked an apple
But bit into a lime
Found a dollar
On top of a fine
Even if it sparkles and shines
It's still fool's gold
A different outline
Something to compare
Not every system
Is designed to repair
It can't be
But maybe
Something could change me
But nothing even comes close lately
I think i can see it now
Just vaguely
Useless counting
Every fraction of time
Random items
That somehow combine
Something simple
Always seems so
Hard to find
Picked an apple
But bit into a lime
Found a dollar
On top of a fine
Even if it sparkles and shines
It's still
Fool's gold
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2. |
Stare at the Sun
03:08
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With everything what it seems
Valleys and peaks
Ground and some trees
A void in life that
Can't be seen, visual peace
Too much of a good thing
I'm getting closer every day
I'm getting closer every day
Stare at the sun till it hurts
Till there's no light anymore
Nothing to see
But colors and streaks
Too much of any one good thing
Matter of time it starts blurring
Pain in my eyes
Peace in disguise
Something more than an absence of light
Nothing more than an absence of light
Stare at the sun till it hurts
Till there's no light anymore
Nothing to see
But colors and streaks
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3. |
Anymore
02:44
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It's not their M.O.
Know what you say when you're not around
You were gonna set the world on fire
Now you have to sit and watch it drown
When you lose,
And you do.
Tuesday morning (in September)
Still fading in the afterglow
Sparks of the city
Flash in the distance, crawl back home
Begging all the tunnels to make sense
Been such a long, long time
He's in the field taking notes (only mental)
Foundation's cracked, laughing, caked in mud
Sleazy smile from a friend
A walk of shame in a sea of blood
Nothing's safe and you can never return
The switch is flipped
The light is burned
And you know you can't be trusted
Anymore
It's not their M.O.
From wind & will and the lessons learned
Tried to drown the world in chaos
Now you have to sit and watch it burn
When you lose,
And you do.
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4. |
Dirge (If You Survive)
03:40
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You always thought you could play it even
It never would be you who's uneasy
And if you thought that a song could save ya,
I won't make you wait.
It's good to see you've come back
It's good to see at all
It's fine to see you wanderin'
Still wondering who you are
Change
That's all you had to do was change
It's good to see you've come back
It's good to see at all
It's fine to see you wanderin'
Still wondering who you are
It's good to see you've come back
It's good to see at all
It's fine to see you wanderin'
Still wondering who we are
But I won't be there
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5. |
Offer What You May
01:44
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Everything's been said
I've spent a long time
With the things I've read
I'm not sure that you're right
To say we don't need it at all
I swear this is draining us all
There's nothing left for anyone to say
Do what you will,
Offer what you may
I won't say again
What I've said all night
I will think again
And we'll make it alright
Said more than we should say at all
And I know this is only my fault
There's nothing left for anyone to say
Do what you will,
Offer what you may
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