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I picked up the pen and drew a blank
An image in my head and a heart that sank
With years in perspective to put them all on the line
Thoughts of moving forward with the fear of falling
Behind that wall that Iâve built so tall
But now Iâm at the top
Searching for a pulse in this lifeless city is less a quest, itâs wishful thinking
If you measured mine on an EKG
Iâd resemble the skyline out by 7th street
Iâm not as clever as my words but Iâm as sly as a thief
Iâm as open as a casket with my fears and my beliefs
Itâs the sick leading the blind I bury truth and blame my pride
Now the blind as become sick with their eyes now open wide
I watched my skin walk out the door
I did not say goodbye
- Album:
- Stage Four
- Is Survived By
- Parting The Sea Between Brightness And Me
- ...To The Beat Of A Dead Horse
- Touché Amoré (Demo)
- Stage Four (Deluxe Edition)
- Displacement
- Skyscraper
- Rapture
- Palm Dreams
- Live at W.E.R.S.
- Whatever Nevermind
- …To the Beat of a Dead Horse
- Touché Amoré / Pianos Become the Teeth
- Touché Amoré / Pianos Become the Teeth Split
- Live On BBC 1 Vol. 2
- Gravity, Metaphorically
- Make Do and Mend / Touché Amoré
- Daytrotter Session
- Split