From a Second Story Window

Never again will we feed those with inhibition And let me catch anyone trying to think free Keep a close eye on those sleeping Watch them with eyes like hawks circling their prey I will renounce the moment you were given power May dark circles and cl

Instrumental 专辑:Delenda 歌手:From a Second Story Window 歌曲:Acknowledgement

Behold The treason That sits fittingly on the crowns of war We're sifting soot, gathering the evidence While they let us believe That the accused is free Well if i'm dreaming Please let this be The one that wakes me From this life No longer will i al

Sometimes we can see the skylines rise above these fields of sinking stones, Crawling away from the sun again. Feels like forever since this all began, And these prayers of mine are lost in this house of sand. And we float away like the ghosts over J

Lost at sea and the breeze is SLOWLY killing me. My blood may stop in this wind, Jesus what a storm this is. Drink in that darkness my love; it very well may be the last you see. If you look out to the sea, dead and gone is where I'll be. We are goin

Keep listening as I speak There will be one true reckoning We're gathering as we prevail So I will sail before we fail As the world keeps spinning around We're trying to grab a piece of ground Increase in temperature is the fault of all, we suffocate

Remember when lines were formed for some sort of reason? Be silent And not just something we do to show our allegiance Try breathing Does it make you feel as though you're simply conceding? Rest your head and continue to tell yourself that nothing we

An angry and destructive race, led by a sire brandishing a crisp new letter giving heed to your ever-present doom. This troubles me greatly. You are a separate entity...a life where there was no life... through your destruction he can live on. He has

I'm never coming back We've made our choice Now let's live with it In my life I never had the chance to change Why can't we change? Grown enough to know where to begin If we know where it would end Then we all could see the sky for what it is We are

It's 3 o'clock and we are waiting for it to rain And I'm planning our escape To the places we can go To the shores that we call home Well surly we can make it out of here You know that we will never be clear Of the feelings they all harbor Well, yea