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Lanterns (Part I)
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And the only thing that I know Is that I don't know anything As the last few weeks will show Is that the glory days are far behind me I find myself losing my balance Because it hurts to hold on Always looking back Always trying to find That picture perfect moment where everything started to change
There's a thought There's a line Sinking in between the gaps in my brain How does every chance and every second pass me by without a trace? Here we go again trying to organise the future When every plan that I suggest just doesn't really seem to suit you I've painted these nostalgic stained walls With a darker shade of pain
And brush that's way too small I look down upon my wrist A reminder of the instance I made a promise to myself To always keep my head up And we've come this far But I'm scared of what's to come And the long road ahead Will be the final test of strength
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Hanging
05:55
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Watchful Waiting
03:06
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As the silver platter falls from still and sturdy hands
My rash attempt to save it, makes me see just who I am
I feel as if my calling is falling on dead ears
And I feel as if we're stalling
Like I've been awake for years
I've been awake for years
A loss in numbers sees me losing my patience.
Maybe a shift in scene will help me regain concentration
What if I realise that this isn't the path to follow
If I screw my head on properly then I'm just left here feeling hollow.
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Clay
03:50
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moulded like clay
I've lived in comfort
I've been guided this way
it may be right
it may be wrong
but i don't know for how long
we're all left waiting
answers we have to find
searching for peace of mind
I'm scared that I'm falling behind
the choir raises its hands
as we fall in decent
all thank the lord
and move into repent
twist my finger
break my heart
none of this makes sense
time wasted or
time well spent
an old book misread
only a fraction of truth
everyone's a priest
i feel like a recluse
you've got to scramble
through the shit
to find a piece of gold
don't believe everything that
you're told
my futures uncertain
I'm done asking questions
don't waste your time on me
I'm pushing these boundaries
I'll find out myself
i believe in him not you
a life lived in fear
or a life lived in faith
sees the coming of a new age
a story set straight
how many preaches does it take
to see what hands our fates in
waiting for the end but for now
we're all left waiting
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Bittersweet
03:27
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As each day goes by We're chasing the edges of a hellbent, dissonant line This broken record keeps on playing the same songs And I don't want to say this again but I know that you're not wrong. If we can look back in the next 5 years well...
Maybe by then we'd have no words to say Move on, stop talking I'm counting down the days Don't act like that I never ever told you I just wish that you'd stop talking and maybe we'd be here by now
Hopefully all the laughs will cover up the tears Cause it's a bittersweet feeling That only comes once a year Don't forget to remind me Somehow I always forget Just how hard it's been for you And everyday you regret here
Wake up to a call that sees that everything's ok Except the fact that nothing's changed, your voice is still the same And as a kid I use to think you'd always get by but the things with growing up is that your dreams will all day Half the world would say you're fine, you're the best And is listen to those words and I'd tend to forget the rest Cause nothing's as it looks, and nothing's as it seems So when I think of you I'll just remember my dreams
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Lanterns (Part II)
04:32
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Will you still leave the back light on for me When expectations of a real life don't succeed This was never even apart of the plan I thought that these were the right choices that I've made But everything moves so quickly and the path is still not paved
We've gotten this far living off others opinions and everybody's decisions But here we are at the end of the road and I wish id listened to those things that I was told I can't make up my mind We're running out of all the things that we've wished for
I look down upon my wrist A reminder of the instance I made a promise to myself To always keep my head up And we've come this far But I'm scared of what's to come And the long road ahead will be the final test of strength
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