Wickered wishes hold the flames at bay No water for the martyr? Oh, what a shame Progress is a litter of delays Serendipitously... Arranged Watch embers wither into grey And the filament fade Oh, and the filament fade It is the cause from causing choruses To erupt in front of stages in the dark It is the cure between the words And what we thought we heard as such Cleverness, and sleight of tongue Ordinarily, we’d find a better fit And organize the messages’ intent With words and scenes insinuations Emotional manipulation, throughout For no good reason, I’d deceive you all Just to get the point across And I have been a hypocrite And I am certain I have lied! And I have been to nothingness And barely bothered to survive! I laughed when your levee broke, too Shed tears when nobody rose to say It’s just a ride! Wearing the weight of the words we never spoke of Turning the weathered sign to read their bones The trap that was set was flawed, at best The trap that was set was flawed Programmed to make ghosts of all of us Oh, time Gathering us with open arms To feed these hungry birds of war! Splitting the line between two sides But I am neither one! Usher the wind, blown into silos, dead Treated like cattle, we’ll listen for what’s next Secretly, we’ll take its pulse, dropping from the eaves Tourniquet the pace as the rhythm bleeds Oh, time Flattering us to see ourselves As something more than we define Where does it leave us when we cry? It’s not any skin of mine! Only locked in these days, as our wonder dissipates How did we wait so long to call out!? Hello? Don’t you know we know you know? Don’t you know? You were brave, with a free-talking mind And a voice that is still a-cry for life! And no matter what we want, we want to be loved! Yes, we were here – we were afraid! We paid them for the right to commit our own ego’s suicide But I believe it’s just a ride!