Breathless, we all seek to be focused
on something we cannot obtain
The Dreamers, the Believers
Never gaining just enough ground
we'll be martyrs of our own minds
Clinging blindly to a good man's lie
Faceless, we all seek to be noticed
by something we cannot explain
The Conceivers, the Deceivers
we'll be martyrs of our own minds
Clinging blindly to a good man
Sing for me now the stone-earth songs
and lift up your lifeless limbs to the sky
And give me your mind, with some love intertwined,
and let these ancient tongues soothe the weary void
The summers have blurred,
and you sing winter's hymns tonight
And I close my weary eyes
The whispering of ghosts pollutes the incandescent mind
It strives to recognize when foolishness is touted
and truth is left to wither undefined
Sing for me now the lifeblood psalms
of a lovelorn self that fades away
And give me your mind, with some love intertwined,
and let these alluring tones soothe the weary void tonight
In time, in time you'll see
will fall down at your feet tonight
Under the keel of this hammering folly,
push me through, push me through
Now I dissolve my tempters
Stand on what you love, and I will knock it down
The ruts you dig will disappear so fast
Left behind to see who gravitates toward what will last
The space between her voice and center of myself
Join and wash these wasted thoughts away
The winding trails of earth no longer lead this life astray
provides the rescue from this blight
I will watch you fall apart and fade away from here
(I've become enthralled with Your voice)
This pale moonlight will nevermore
ebb and flow the tides surrounding us
You and I will never coincide
There'll come a day when we will both collide
This is what you want and this is what I need
The middle ground we sought has disappeared
When last light is spoke, it will shine through the veneer
The heart has come unhinged, now ready to receive
the peace that it's been missing for so long
Endlessly obsessing on the soft hue of the dawn
First thing I'll burn tonight
This pride, this spite filled mind
And rise out of the ashes of the night
I will watch you fall apart and fade away from here
(I've become enthralled with Your voice)
This pale moonlight will nevermore
ebb and flow the tides surrounding us
And with the transcendent mind,
we will celebrate a new life
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