I never knew it before but I get it the more I see I never knew it before but I get it the more I see In every enemy empty hearted sympathy Cold loud cry (x4) It’s passive hollow and bored (x7) It’s passive hollow Wallow and follow the empty hearted symphony Cold weird dance (x4) Don't ever let this happen to you Too many ways to live for you Who even cares the shallow bird swears her lies are true Yeah and mine are too Blended syllables kiss While vivid colors hiss (x2) Don't ever let this happen to you (x4) Who even cares the shallow bird swears her lies are true Yeah and mine are too

Went out on the road Miles away from home The nova stalled out with a Sputter and a boom In the middle of the desert Miles away from shade We gripped our minds and started Walking down the road We never looked the other way What started as a trip of clear-cut clarity Has taken a wrong turn and put this trip on me We now walk these death-laid halls The fear is setting in The vultures surround my bones I dig my fingers in the concrete To keep my soul They say every road Leads us to new ways My friend you've chosen death and it Shows on your face We caught a glimpse looked like a cross An unknown town society lost And as we got in town, he crept into the church Climbed to the highest point and leapt off like a bird Screaming, "Oh wind, please carry me home."

Get off the bus And onto the gears Fuel the fires For the common peers Don't live in silence Light up the pyres And protest the greed Oh the way we be We cannot sit still We cannot sit silent We have the urge to kill But we don't condone the violence Take the eagle down Thrash it around Scare the devil right 'Til it's feathers turn white Oh the way we be Oh the way we see (x4) Get off the bus And onto the gears Fuel the fires For the common peers Don't live in silence Light up the pyres And protest the greed Oh the way we be We cannot sit still We cannot sit silent We have the urge to kill But we don't condone the violence Take the eagle down Thrash it around Scare the devil right 'Til it's feathers turn white This is not the way to feed the fire (x3) This is not the way False idols and images War labeled as pilgrimage Surveillance on the citizens Yes, this is really happening This is not the way to feed the fire (x3) This is not the way Cities fall while we dance This culture's not for romance There's no meaning, or an end Yes, this is really happening So we know the mind is Everything what you think You will surely become Live the lie long enough To bring on the end inside (x3) To bring on the end inside us No time or tools ever left us Embedded in nature we see Our integrity swoons 'Round the mass of the moon With a glimpse of our souls shining back

Oh my baby rides the lightning Out in the center of the storm Oh my baby rides the lightning When the thunder’s rolling low She sits still she sits silent I know I’m just the same She sits still She sits silent I know I’m just the same Oh my baby rides the lightning Out in the center of the storm Oh my baby rides the lightning Takes her time feeds her soul She sits still she sits silent I know I’m just the same She sits still She sits silent I know I’m just the same Rolling low