Lyrics
A violent quake, golden blankets reminiscent of what was slipping by a sudden shake up, a violent quake
An aimless practice given wasted chance, a hell of a drug
Just another aching soul left in this great expanse, photographs collect the dust left in empty rooms, so i say goodbye
Knees shift the earth and palms pressed tight, connection blossoms
A violent quake, the movies told me that a man doesn t cry, a cold day in autumn blowing
Connection blossoms, i don t want to know, a violent quake
so i say goodbye
black suits and ties
The movies told me that a man doesn t cry, black suits and ties, and there s no going back
Where it s too late, cliche stings and it s dejavu
mirror image fills my head with doubt
a cold day in autumn blowing
words uttered under breath hoping to make things right
guilt s contagious
Connection blossoms, and there s no going back
Where it s too late, but a hole in the ground won t help me wake, photographs collect the dust left in empty rooms
Where it s too late, running faces
Knees shift the earth and palms pressed tight, the movies told me that a man doesn t cry Sierra, and there s no going back
just another aching soul left in this great expanse
Running faces, but a hole in the ground won t help me wake
And there s no going back, cliche stings and it s dejavu
Hollow bodies and regrets meet at final goodbyes, hollow bodies and regrets meet at final goodbyes
Hollow bodies and regrets meet at final goodbyes, cliche stings and it s dejavu
and there s no going back
And there s no going back, i don t want to know Memoirs, so i say goodbye
And there s no going back, hollow bodies and regrets meet at final goodbyes, mirror image fills my head with doubt
Then withers and dies, mirror image fills my head with doubt
Guilt s contagious, black suits and ties
Black suits and ties, drive across town to visit you now
And there s no going back, a violent quake
A hell of a drug, mirror image fills my head with doubt, photographs collect the dust left in empty rooms
A cold day in autumn blowing, connection blossoms Memoirs, the movies told me that a man doesn t cry
Connection blossoms, then withers and dies
Just another aching soul left in this great expanse, connection blossoms
Connection blossoms, a violent quake, then withers and dies
questioning when i said hello
Golden blankets reminiscent of what was slipping by a sudden shake up, then withers and dies Sierra, where it s too late
connection blossoms
Photographs collect the dust left in empty rooms, where it s too late
cliche stings and it s dejavu
drive across town to visit you now
Then withers and dies, questioning when i said hello
Then withers and dies, just another aching soul left in this great expanse
where it s too late
Cliche stings and it s dejavu, just another aching soul left in this great expanse
mirror image fills my head with doubt
hollow bodies and regrets meet at final goodbyes
and it s enough to keep you out from the gate above
questioning when i said hello
Words uttered under breath hoping to make things right, black suits and ties