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Album: Ground Dweller

The gasoline is mixing with the oxygen.
In this carousel, the silence is so surreal.
I’ve been misled through empty streets
To the heart that never beats
Of a body that I can’t keep.

We’re blessed with these horrors for highways.
This city turns
No longer content to just brush shoulders.
Have we lost our touch?

A light goes on.
We throw our blankets aside.
It’s been hours now and we still know nothing.

The scars just don’t heal the same
When we collide.

I’d never say that we step to the other side
To keep us from brushing shoulders.
But it’s collisions
We need to remind us that we’re alive.

I’d never say that you make me sick
But you’re turning all the questions to cancers.
Someone call in the emergency
And we’ll peel back the dressings so we can see
The kind of things that the surgeons see
When the bloodwork won’t give us the answers.
They’ll never tell us
Because they don’t know whats killing us.

My heart’s at a million miles an hour
As we brace for the impact
It makes time stand…. still.
Forcing momentum into a moment so for a split second
I see your face
In between all the broken glass hanging like a mobile.
This is a picture we’ll never quite forget.

The surgeons pick, they pick at my body.
Their fingers dance, they dance all around me.
Hold still while they pick at my body.
They’ll dance all around me.

The surgeons pick, they pick at my body.
Their fingers dance, they dance all around me.
Hold still while they pick at my body.
They’ll dance all around me.

Breathe your anaesthetic words to slow us down.
Tear back the skin to find
To chase a pulse back home.

I’d never say that you make me sick
But you’re turning all the questions to cancers.
Someone call in the emergency
And we’ll peel back the dressings so we can see
The kind of things that the surgeons see,
When the bloodwork won’t give us the answers.
They’ll never tell us
Because they don’t know whats killing us.


Přidal: semir11 dne 16. 03. 2012 v 12:49.
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