Notes, Notes in the afterglow, In the words we wrote, That captured our curse, In our wandering, we happened on the saddest thing, I found it in you, you found it in me. Just a whispering, From the cracked and cobbled streets, from the faces of the children at our feet, crying feed us please, what purpose is there for me? In the eyes of those who never eat, Are they only dust beneath my feet, Simply oil for my terrible machine? When they leave me, and they will leave me... rewriting the same damn song, Every word of it playing out wrong, Re-carving that same grey stone, Trying desperately to stay inside our memories, Digging that same sad hole, Burying that one man, that young man, That young man's Notes, Notes in the afterglow, In the songs were wrote, The chorus, the verse. Would they dare to listen to the art? To the art? To their art? Alone, Alone in the afterglow, Every word we quote, Just strengthens the curse, In our finest things, We hide from all our suffering, I'm hiding from you, You're hiding from me, There were cryptic things, The hand above and its dead reckoning. And every worker in the street Pleading "let us sleep!" What purpose is there for me, in the eyes of those whose days repeat? Are they subjects eternally? Simply oil for my terrible machine. When they leave me, and they will leave me... rewriting the same damn song, Every word of it playing out wrong, Re-carving that same grey stone, Trying desperately to stay inside our memories, Digging that same sad hole, Burying that one man, that young man, That young man's Ghost ghost in the afterglow, In the songs we wrote, No Known Notes (x6) what purpose is there for me? In the eyes of those who never eat, Are they only dust beneath my feet, Simply oil for my terrible machine? When they leave me, and they will leave me... rewriting the same damn song, Every word of it playing out wrong, Re-carving that same grey stone, Trying desperately to stay inside our memories, Digging that same sad hole, Burying that one man, that young man, Framing that same bad scene, Doesn't matter what you want, Doesn't matter how you plead, Its the same bad dream, Its the same bad dream, Its the same sad hole, Its the same sad hole, Endless passing beauty, Every note Sublime, Is this purpose cold and senseless in my mind, I can't find an easy way out of this mess, The looming edge, The hue the cry I cannot escape it, I must embrace it, And never know why, Oh and never know why, I cannot escape it, I must embrace it, and Never know why.

I know we're running in a losing race, So content to be complacent, That we endlessly lose face, Jumping from conclusion to conclusion we glide by, Never to discover all the secrets so we might, Reason out the reasons we have lost our minds, Divine the complications plaguing every last life, Be the beaten being on a sleepless night, Head held high to the invisible light, I choose to fight, Not to turn my back on another lifeline, Now, I have forgotten it all, Now, I have forgotten it all, This is all my fault; Should have made my message clearer. When the truth comes out we all may drown, In the wake of that endless story, This is all my fault, Just a word made me deceiver, And now at the hint of sound, let the words pour down, To that scene, And that allegory, It doesn't matter what you think, Only what is. It doesn't matter what I think, what is real it will never change. It just stays the same. The story is the sage, The name it changed, Leading us to our existence, shrouded damaged, and deranged, crippled by a system that believes in ghosts, Resigned to our positions of invisible riposte, Scratching at the surface for a way to get in, Counting on your chances, But your chances are slim, This is too damn grim, I don't have the strength to fight again. Now, I have forgotten it all, Now, I have forgotten it all, This is all my fault; Should have made my message clearer. When the truth comes out we all may drown, In the wake of that endless story, This is all my fault, Just a word made me deceiver, And now at the hint of sound, Let the words pour down, To that scene, And that allegory, This all my fault, Should have made my message clearer. When the truth comes out we all may drown This is all my fault, Crystal clear blue depths but deeper, When the truth comes out We all may drown, No, It doesn't matter what you think, Only what is. It doesn't matter what I think, what is real it will never change. It just stays the same. It just stays the same. It just stays the same. It just stays the same. It doesn't matter what I think, what is real it will never change. It just stays the same.

Bring it now! The deepest potion sleep, The high I crave, Tranquil sea, sad and serene, The makers mix of hope, The coast I seek, An anomaly might will this place to me, I'd make a difference if it only could be, Only could be. With combine fast approaching, Speed picks up, This is my doing, Its time to ride the wave of violence. There's no one watching over us, The things we do, we do to ourselves. With strength and hand of slight, I will set this right, I'll escape this hell, All on my own, Into the forest and fields, I'll race the wind. The rope I shred, Its string a thread, The thread I needle, The needle's head, the hope I have to fill this black hole, But at its edge near the event, Is an eternity to think, A self absorbing blackness, Merciless the object that I seek, It's there you'll see, It's there you'll see, It's there you'll see, What is real freedom? It's there you'll see, It's there you'll see, What is real freedom? It's there you'll see, It's there you'll see, what is real. There's no one watching over us, The things we do, we do to ourselves, With strength and hand of slight, I will set this right, I'll escape this hell, All on my own, Into the forest and fields, I'll race the wind. I'll escape this hell, (I'll escape this hell,) All on my own, {All on my own,) Into the forest and fields, (Fast, as the wind) I'll race the wind. (Fast, as the wind) I'll race the wind. I'll race the wind. And win. I'll race the wind.

I'm so desperate, So despondent, Waiting round for you to come back, Oh the life that I had, Was torn from my hands, I spend my days just trying to get it back, But its hopeless, All my efforts fruitless, And I guess that's the way that it goes, So I'll be the person I hate, Take regret to the grave, My memory a story untold, This is my life, As I see it, I write the songs that fall on laymen's ears, There's no pain to dismay, No neglect of my day, A straight line, drawn on a blank page. Going nowhere, Going nowhere, Dig my feet into the dirt, Push with all that I'm worth, Met with countless blank stares, Going nowhere. Shouldn't be said, It's all regrets, There have been better days, Long sunny days, Days of bliss. But on grey skies they depend, This old heart it never mends, Farewell now to the optimist, My old friend. Going nowhere, Going nowhere, Dig my feet into the dirt, Push with all that I'm worth, Met with countless blank stares, Going nowhere. There's a break in the clouds, And the sun fills my room, Oh I know now that better day is coming soon, where there's no weight on my shoulders, but a breeze in my hair, And a light heart unburdened free of care, Then I look at my room and the windows are cracked, Decay in each corner, And every wall smashed, The space in between is now all that I lack, The air is thick with time that no one gets back, Oh the floor it needs sweeping, The door it won't close, The angles all crooked in need of repose, Each surface is barren, And every shelve stark, The trim is ill fitting, Because I missed the mark, Oh this world looks so much better in the dark. Going nowhere, Going nowhere, Dig my feet into the dirt, Push with all that I'm worth, Met with countless blank stares, Going nowhere. Going nowhere. Going nowhere.

Clay as cold as bark from the frozen tree, Let the frost of the night last, cover me, And may my struggle here to live, To the many forces give, So that with swiftness, certainty, My life repeats. Let the gangrene take my arms, Let the poison touch my tongue, Notify all of my enemies, They have won, Let grim cancer take my liver, Or a beating stop my heart, Let the setting sun let in eternal dark. I have no worries you see hell is pure redundancy, When you're life's not to compare, hell is there. There's no torture to the living, Ruthless attack, Or overbilling, To match the misery made by the foolish me. No regret was ever greater, No mans thoughts better betrayer, Oh I thought I had it right, But I had it wrong. I am not who I want to be, I have become a grief machine, Tricked by gears that I set to speed with, Lessons never learned. And I am in the trigger creep, Waiting for final release, The hammer snaps like the catching teeth, of My own deceit. I am not who I want to be, I have become a grief machine, Tricked by gears that I set to speed with, Lessons never learned. And I am in the trigger creep, Waiting for final release, The hammer snaps like the catching teeth, of My own deceit. I am not who I...

Why do you lie, when there's so much at stake? You add to the pile of permanent waste, And the more that you speak the less that you say, You'll bury yourself in fools logic and pain, and you'll, Writhe in the lie, In the lie Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie, Lie, Time rolls on, We're bought and sold, The old get ancient, The young get old, We slip and we fall into memories folds, So why do you lie do you lie? A promise to never stop, til' the dead you drop, Oh why did you lie, did you lie? Now what will become of our lives? Will we escape this pass in the dark? We follow the stars as fools, We can't escape this pass in the dark. Some rest on their shoulders, Some lie at their feet, Some stand side by each, While the others retreat, Some take from the serpent the fruit so sweet. So when asked, What will you reply? What's your great life's fight, Worry not and give them the lie. Now what will become of our lives? Will we escape this pass in the dark? We follow the stars as fools, We can't escape this pass in the dark. So we lie. So we lie. The air becomes thick, And her eyes start to swell, Her words are my sins, They condemn me to hell, At least for a time, At least for a spell, So why do you lie? Do you lie, Oh why? Why do you lie? Do you lie, Oh why? Why do you lie? Do you lie, Oh why? Why do you lie? Do you lie, Oh why do you lie? Do you, Lie.

In the staggering dark, unspeakable evil, Too wise to be seen, Too swift to be caught, We creep in, We creep in, The colour of blood, our eyes in the darkness Our searching hands, cold as ice, cold, cold, I steal the air from the room, My cold fingers wrapped around you. I am doom, I am doom, I come in through the cracks, And live under your nails, I am too small to see, I bring the fever with me. In the staggering dark, unspeakable evil, Too wise to be seen, Too swift to be caught, We creep in, We creep in, The colour of blood, our eyes in the darkness Our searching hands, cold as ice, cold, cold, I steal the air from the room, My cold fingers wrapped around you. I am doom, I am doom, I'm the deranged at your back, The knife in his hand, All the time that you lack, I cannot understand, Everyone that you knew, You won't see them ever again, You let me in, And I am your last mistake. In the staggering dark, unspeakable evil, Too wise to be seen, Too swift to be caught, We creep in, We creep in, I steal the air from the room, My cold fingers wrapped around you. I am doom, I am doom,

I couldn't set you adrift, I couldn't push you aside, Every last road has been scattered, Broken by broad roots, They cut off our lives, In a wave-less guise, I sense their senseless pain. Looking back down on the world again, Hope somebody can find me here, Lost in the distance, In skies so clear, Bring me back home! Bring me back home! Bring me back home! I'm as good as gone if you don't. Bring me back home! Bring me back home! Bring me back home! I'm as good as gone if you... Here in my station, I'm the dreamless ghost, I watch the green return to the fields, As cities burn. I await your transmission, Or any indication, I await your transmission, I await your transmission, And I'll send my own Bring me back home! Bring me back home! Bring me back home! I'm as good as gone if you don't. Bring me back home! Bring me back home! Bring me back home! I'm as good as dead if you don't. Bring me back home! Bring me back home! Bring me back home! I'm as good as dead if you... Bring me back home! Bring me back home! Bring me back home! Bring me back home!