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We bury our dead like some seeds from a tree;
Growing all summer since they planted their feet.
And the rain, when it came,
It washed the remains away.
Now the bones act as roots as they stem from the truth.
A haunting reminder;
We all end up finding our way to the grave
Oh, no one is safe.
(No one is safe.)
Ahhuh Ahhuh uhh
Ahhuh Ahhuh uhhohh
Ahhuh Ahhuh uhh-huhahuh-uhoh!
Well lately I've been thinking,
That I should not be thinking,
What I've been thinking lately...
Well maybe I'm just thinking too much.
And all the rest of us are lying in our beds
We're thinking way too much and getting in our heads
And how can we forget that,
We can walk with a broken leg,
And talk with tongue in cheek,
To fight on our own. To fight and fly home.
I am the one who'll get myself out of the mud,
To get unstuck and break the mold,
With an empty cup - then fill it back up.
(No one is safe.)
Ahhuh Ahhuh uhh
Ahhuh Ahhuh uhhohh
Ahhuh Ahhuh uhh-huhahuh-uhoh!
(We'll fill it back up)
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I should tell my mouth to watch itself
Its been running its lips again
without my permission
without my help
without me even noticing.
and my tongue is sore as fuck
and swollen up from biting down and holding back choice words
What did you want to know about me and my thoughts?
'Cause everything I've ever really cared about,
could care less about the words spilling from my mouth.
(And so I'll ask you...)
What do you want to know?
You couldn't feel what I feel even if I swallowed your hands.
You could hold my bones and try to play the organs,
but the keys are out of tune, so you'd never learn a single note.
(But you'll never learn a note)
I've crawled out of my own chest,
once or twice before and even I don't know what im looking for.
What do you want to know?
(I'll tell you everything)
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So the air's gettin' colder,
and the news keeps us scared,
I still wrestle this summer,
from the bones of our tired, blistered hands,
cause tonight we got drinks,
just a couple of friends,
and the girl that my brother likes is finally talkin' to him,
and his chest is all swelled like he's proud and happy,
like he's got a great idea,
like he's makin' a memory...
Wake up,
and come out to the car,
there's an east swell comin',
and it's howlin' offshore,
and we'll be,
lyin' like lions out in the sand,
but i'll be dead before you put a gun in my brother's hands.
So we make jokes back home,
and we lighten the mood,
but growing up my parents saw,
what sending a kid to fight can really do,
but now with the war I can tell they're a little shook up,
'cause just a few mothers sons will never really be enough,
not 'til half our names are etched out in the wall,
and the other half ruined from the things we saw...
Wake up,
and come out to the car,
there's an east swell comin',
and it's howlin' offshore,
and we'll be,
lyin' like lions out in the sand,
but i'll be dead before you put a gun in my brother's hands.
Wake up,
and come out to the car,
there's an east swell comin',
and it's howlin' offshore,
and we'll be,
lyin' like lions out in the sand,
but i'll be dead before you put a gun in my brother's hands.
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