Song Lyrics
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jackofallgeeksHome is behind, the world ahead, and there are many paths to tread. From shadow to the edge of night, until the stars are all alight. Mist and shadow, cloud and shade, all shall fade... all shall fade...
He spoke of tortured souls. So outrageous the toll, you can lose all you have. He refused to give in to the town that takes all. To survive, you must have the will. This movie doesn't end the way we want all the time. Then he shouts at the moon: 'She's gone, and fear has overcome me.' He was walking the mile. He was walking alone.
Four and twenty deadbirds, they bleed upon the nest. There was no time for reason, they had no sign of a threat. Now it's too late, too late for me. This town will eventually take me. Too late, too late for me; this town will win.
Through this fog they come along, dark creatures singing a terrible song. The rest of the bar laughed at him; only I felt my hope grow dim. They found him dead the very next day, "No more stories from him," I heard them say. We blamed bad luck for his fate; only I felt terror so great.
She and he will know that someday all things will end.
That misty night, that dismal moon, the dead search for their kin. While angels sing, in endless dark the dead seek out sin.
I thought the future held a perfect place for us. That together we would learn to be the best that we could be. In my naivity I ran, I fell and lost my way; somehow I always end up falling over me.
And one day, I woke to find the future had no place for me. I was unwanted in a world that with my hands I helped build. Where once was honesty and pride, I now stand broken and alone. Just a shadow of what I was ment to be.
They say that, "Time will heal," "The truth shall set us free." Well that depends on what it is that you choose to believe. In this prison made of lies, we see what it is we want to see, and find comfort in this broken hall of dreams.
Does anybody feel the way I do? Is there anybody out there, are you hearing me? If I believe in you, will you believe in me? Or am I alone in this hall of dreams? I believe in you, you believe in me, but I have no trust in anything. Somehow I'm always, always falling over me. Somehow I'm always I'm always falling over me.
I walk alone at night, raindrops and streetlights reflecting flashes across the asphalt. In a second's time, I might refrain from breathing with her hand in mine. Something is breaking faster through a blackened sky. I see the world unravel; I look into her eyes to see the end.
In a second's time, the walls swim cold electric. With a tearful smile, she whispers my undoing. In the hollow night, I find no trace of comfort, I turn just in time to see the end. I walk the edge.
Standing on the velvet edge, looking backwards in the rain, I wonder just how many times I've watched you walk away. All that fascination breeds is a piece of infinity, in frustration still believing what I know will never be.
Blurry eyes growing weak, fading with the light of time, piercing nothing to redeem the emptiness with lies. Pride has raped the sorrowed heart, and stolen what I love. Though the cut is digging still, how much deeper it could go...
Why did you come here just to break my heart again? Why did you come here just to sever my last remaining thread? Why did you come here just to watch me fall again? Why did you come here....? I walk the edge...
He spoke of tortured souls. So outrageous the toll, you can lose all you have. He refused to give in to the town that takes all. To survive, you must have the will. This movie doesn't end the way we want all the time. Then he shouts at the moon: 'She's gone, and fear has overcome me.' He was walking the mile. He was walking alone.
Four and twenty deadbirds, they bleed upon the nest. There was no time for reason, they had no sign of a threat. Now it's too late, too late for me. This town will eventually take me. Too late, too late for me; this town will win.
Through this fog they come along, dark creatures singing a terrible song. The rest of the bar laughed at him; only I felt my hope grow dim. They found him dead the very next day, "No more stories from him," I heard them say. We blamed bad luck for his fate; only I felt terror so great.
She and he will know that someday all things will end.
That misty night, that dismal moon, the dead search for their kin. While angels sing, in endless dark the dead seek out sin.
I thought the future held a perfect place for us. That together we would learn to be the best that we could be. In my naivity I ran, I fell and lost my way; somehow I always end up falling over me.
And one day, I woke to find the future had no place for me. I was unwanted in a world that with my hands I helped build. Where once was honesty and pride, I now stand broken and alone. Just a shadow of what I was ment to be.
They say that, "Time will heal," "The truth shall set us free." Well that depends on what it is that you choose to believe. In this prison made of lies, we see what it is we want to see, and find comfort in this broken hall of dreams.
Does anybody feel the way I do? Is there anybody out there, are you hearing me? If I believe in you, will you believe in me? Or am I alone in this hall of dreams? I believe in you, you believe in me, but I have no trust in anything. Somehow I'm always, always falling over me. Somehow I'm always I'm always falling over me.
I walk alone at night, raindrops and streetlights reflecting flashes across the asphalt. In a second's time, I might refrain from breathing with her hand in mine. Something is breaking faster through a blackened sky. I see the world unravel; I look into her eyes to see the end.
In a second's time, the walls swim cold electric. With a tearful smile, she whispers my undoing. In the hollow night, I find no trace of comfort, I turn just in time to see the end. I walk the edge.
Standing on the velvet edge, looking backwards in the rain, I wonder just how many times I've watched you walk away. All that fascination breeds is a piece of infinity, in frustration still believing what I know will never be.
Blurry eyes growing weak, fading with the light of time, piercing nothing to redeem the emptiness with lies. Pride has raped the sorrowed heart, and stolen what I love. Though the cut is digging still, how much deeper it could go...
Why did you come here just to break my heart again? Why did you come here just to sever my last remaining thread? Why did you come here just to watch me fall again? Why did you come here....? I walk the edge...
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Date: 2004-11-10 04:47 am (UTC)It sends shivers down my spine.
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Date: 2004-11-10 06:14 am (UTC)This town will win.
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Date: 2004-11-10 08:35 am (UTC)