When we go to glory When our time is over Will we stand unspoken for When the light becomes too blinding When my ancestors come to meet me They
I?m tired of thinking so hard You wanna argue out Angles that you?ve thought about I?m tired of fighting for air I?m gonna rest my eyes For just
We?ll never know Much about anything Yeah, we hope Winter will turn to spring Winter will turn to Winter will turn to Winter will turn to spring
Pan down to Evangeline The bluest eyes you ever saw Standing in the bluish air She rests her hand on the pedestal Mmmm? gather in her courage Evangeline
Even as the sun Paints the landscape with its fire It seems the storms they follow me Wherever i go I may perish never knowing why I?m thinking
Wonder what you?re doing now Listen for your telephone call Nothing to talk about Make up any reason to stall It?s exciting me Like playing out
My god insane He makes me say The strangest things The meanest things My god is blind He asked me not To see these things To just believe in
There is no comfort so Familiar as the silence Inasmuch as we touch We understand each other As for us we?ve become Surrounded by the silence
Why?d I give my love away Why?d I call out the unspoken Why?d I change what seemed alright To bring my love out in the open When I socked it away
Everybody wants someone to Compare to the last one in the picture But they never even think of what they?re missing And the last one never seems to
The emptiness we crave The emptiness that gives us strength Is not without its benefit Fueling our intense dreams Wait... waiting room The emptiness
He?s a gentle killer Who dreams of fame Sings like sorrow And guides me away He tempts me with whiskey And draws himself near And late in the night
