What I’m listening to...


Take my life away, and start again.
Nothing seems to sway
This aching longing I've been feeling.

I was born in this city
Thought I'd die here too
But the skyline's been changing
And I've grown to hate the view

There's so much life to live, and I lost my lust for it.
I turned a blind eye to the olive branches.
There's so much love to give, but I've given everything:
I set my fires, and I'm fresh out of matches.

Take my life away, and start again.
Take my life today.
This aching longing I've been feeling.

Where I'm going, only the road will know if it's a dream or a nightmare,
So I'll grit my teeth, I'll burn every bridge and then I'll have no choice but to die there.
Where I'm going, only the road will know if it's a dream or a nightmare,
So I'll grit my teeth, I'll burn every bridge and then I'll have no choice but to die there.
 

Your star burns and dies out a thousand times over
But still remains a source of light to guide you home
In flight or in freefall, glide along the evergreen
Motes of dust resembling constellations

Every step directed with purpose
Unwearied in your desire to seek
The others seeking virtue to follow
Will track the living imprint of your feet

Waking into the moment
From a fever dream
Two steps behind, observing
Compulsive thoughts in a conscious stream

Let this moment break your heart
Something greater to impart
Anxieties that you try to pacify
Will keep you going under
Follow me to the sound
Conscious soul to be found

Anchors cast in the disarray
Drift away, drift away, unafraid of what awaits

Endless edge of an endless horizon
Ships passing like ghosts over graves
Set yourself upon the precipice of the earth
Feeling through everything

Let this moment break your heart
Something greater to impart
Anxieties that you try to pacify
Will keep you going under
Let this moment break your heart
Something greater to impart
Anxieties that you try to pacify
Will keep you going under
Follow me to the sound
Conscious soul to be found

Compulsive thoughts in a conscious stream

The moment hits you like a cannon blast
When you wake into being, unidentified with your past
The moment hits you like a cannon blast

Love you found in the empty space
Slipped away, slipped away in the fade
In flight or in freefall, glide along the evergreen
Motes of dust resembling constellations
Constellations

We are waking up out of this coma
We are waking up out of this coma
 
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