Nov 2012
We watch our dreams, hanging from a tree
Noose around the necks, but just out of reach
The venom from the roots will make us taller
Are we getting bigger, or is the world getting smaller?
This is a paradox
These hallucinations guide our way
And if walls could talk, what the hell would they say?
This ink on these pages are full of lies
We could learn to read it if we'd open our eyes
But the ashes of the past tend to cloud reason
So we shift and change just like the seasons
Trying and trying; the noise in our head
It just won't keep quiet, it just wont stay dead
So shut your eyes tightly and try not to scream
In due time we will learn what these symbols mean
The days become hazey, fading in and out
As you drift with the colors, breathe in through your mouth
Taste every emotion, the depressing shade of blue
You hate this notion, but now you know it's true
The world around us is shrinking
And society's left thinking
How to break through the static and become less automatic
Why does the sky change so much?
Something with so much control, we can't even touch
If only our souls operated the same
To be able to control all emotion and pain
At the drop of a hat
We become entangled in the tentacles of despair, and leave it at that
Like those dreams hanging there
We find ourselves to be the ones swaying in the air
With our thoughts skewed like water colors over canvas
We wonder if we really can handle this
Underneath the surface, we fragment
With every ounce of our hope spent
No one will see this
We hold it in
Until we burst at the seams
Becoming just as useless as our broken dreams
The moon weeps for us so often
As it's tears fall into the ocean
Hoping the ripples will calm us down
And that we still have the willpower not to drown
This ink on these pages are full of lies
We could learn to read it if we'd open our eyes
But the ashes of the past tend to cloud reason
So we shift and change just like the seasons
Trying and trying; the noise in our head
It just won't keep quiet, it just wont stay dead
So shut your eyes tightly and try not to scream
In due time we will learn what these symbols mean
The moon weeps for us so often
As it's tears fall into the ocean
Hoping the ripples will calm us down
And that we still have the willpower not to drown
Noose around the necks, but just out of reach
The venom from the roots will make us taller
Are we getting bigger, or is the world getting smaller?
This is a paradox
These hallucinations guide our way
And if walls could talk, what the hell would they say?
This ink on these pages are full of lies
We could learn to read it if we'd open our eyes
But the ashes of the past tend to cloud reason
So we shift and change just like the seasons
Trying and trying; the noise in our head
It just won't keep quiet, it just wont stay dead
So shut your eyes tightly and try not to scream
In due time we will learn what these symbols mean
The days become hazey, fading in and out
As you drift with the colors, breathe in through your mouth
Taste every emotion, the depressing shade of blue
You hate this notion, but now you know it's true
The world around us is shrinking
And society's left thinking
How to break through the static and become less automatic
Why does the sky change so much?
Something with so much control, we can't even touch
If only our souls operated the same
To be able to control all emotion and pain
At the drop of a hat
We become entangled in the tentacles of despair, and leave it at that
Like those dreams hanging there
We find ourselves to be the ones swaying in the air
With our thoughts skewed like water colors over canvas
We wonder if we really can handle this
Underneath the surface, we fragment
With every ounce of our hope spent
No one will see this
We hold it in
Until we burst at the seams
Becoming just as useless as our broken dreams
The moon weeps for us so often
As it's tears fall into the ocean
Hoping the ripples will calm us down
And that we still have the willpower not to drown
This ink on these pages are full of lies
We could learn to read it if we'd open our eyes
But the ashes of the past tend to cloud reason
So we shift and change just like the seasons
Trying and trying; the noise in our head
It just won't keep quiet, it just wont stay dead
So shut your eyes tightly and try not to scream
In due time we will learn what these symbols mean
The moon weeps for us so often
As it's tears fall into the ocean
Hoping the ripples will calm us down
And that we still have the willpower not to drown
