I'm so tired
Watch the ground and it lifts
The burning pyres
The smoke off in the distance
We will raise our hands to shield the light
The sun it drags us
It pulls us into the night
Please let me wake up
To claim the lost time
We will raise our voice to protest this crime
We see it comin'
Try to run away
Where are we runnin'?
There's no way to hideaway
We should be punished
So many wasted days
You bet it's comin'
My dear don't look away
These desperate people
Yearning for every touch
I've had enough of all of the excess of love
I will eclipse my eyes to block out the sights
And now I feed off
This jealously and regret
There's a side of me that you still haven't met
I will induce this fear and this incessant fight
I used to wander dirt roads
Now I'm lost underground
I can't explain how I've strayed
I can't predict how I'll ever be found
Now close your eyes and hear the sound
You've been so tortured by the loss
You were blind to the world that was found
We see it comin'
Try to run away
Where are we runnin'?
There's no way to hideaway
We should be punished
So many wasted days
You bet it's comin'
My dear don't look away
'Cause one day it all fades away
credits
from Heathen,
released December 18, 2013
Produced by Robert Bock
Mixed by Robert Bock
Mastered by Alex DeTurk @ Masterdisk
Photography by Alexandra Lanzendorf
Art Direction by Matthew Tenney
Additional Tracking Recorded at Strange Weather Studio
Engineered by Marc Alan Goodman
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