A Devision Of FeelingKeep Talking.
Keep Talking, if its worth listening
Because the water here is glistening like the reflection on the grove
And Id rather watch the view then listen to the show
Silence, and the forgiving nature
spins the whole 360
back from disaster, she hates her
the pressure from side among side left to tear apart
in the end theres always a broken heart.
The artistry among them all plays a cruel part
its in what they dont have that the scale touches the chart.
A mind wasted and the conveyer belt dont care to cease
an innocent taken, but the wheels covered in grease
deep within your well you really dont care
your on your own surviving that nightmare
It could stare you in the face.
pause the applause, I really dont need it
my eyes to my surprise were black and blue
you have been beaten by what divides you and youve never had nothing more to cry too
With those trees rustling in the wind, those ships
Octopus ArmsPressure, In a spotlight, over, there is a way I must say, from freedom and despair
So in the headlights of the moon I crash into a an Ocean.
And Im not so buoyant anymore
Reach into my soul If I even had it before, Because I dont know how to swim,
While the wailing trumpets call my name, strutting down the corridor I rein.
I have changed this kingdom Im the one who saved.
The cold water destroys my words, The only ones left are the birds.
So I go blue too.
The people are chanting my name.
Expecting A bright road I paved.
And I could deliver!
I lost my hearing and my eyes couldnt see, I knew what was happening to me.
My universe crafted so beautifully, If you wanted in It was free.
unless you want to listen its an awkward position
I was joining the deep blue sea
I fell so gracefully.
Everyone could everyone could, what, yeah it should.