- An Autobiography In Vivid Color
Living in recession.
It isolates the time that's past by.
And it feels so long.
I reach for that line I can't hold on, I can't hold on...
I can't see what lies beneath the words.
Where have I been? Where have I been?
Between what rests in my soul and what's given.
It will never... it will never weigh the truth.
- An Autobiography In Vivid Color Pt. 1
Living in recession.
It isolates the time that's past by.
And it feels so long.
I reach for that line I can't hold on, I can't hold on...
I can't see what lies beneath the words.
Where have I been? Where have I been?
Between what rests in my soul and what's given.
It will never... it will never weigh the truth.
- As If Everything Was Held In Place
This is where the pages start to turn
I have put myself here
This is where I stand in awe
I stand apart I am the one who's lost.
As if everything was held in its place,
Held in its place.
- Becoming Closer To Closure
Drawn to lines which fill the emptiness
Searching for a place
(The conversations)
(Well,)
(They start to turn...)
To heal the wounds
Don't fall asleep,
- It must belong somewhere
This place feels so surreal
Am I alive?
Alive?
(Am I Alive?)
Her perfume fills the room but will it die?
Die?
(Will this die?)
- Lost In Translation
This is your way out of space
A fool to fall for that line
For those who hoped
You'd be everything
(Be everything)
Your quiet eyes won't sleep tonight
This is a message to the weak
- Reset, Reflect
I'm in too deep to know that I'm not alone
This is not my escape.
So many times before we'd go along
These words are weakening
I won't look back on these feelings I can't ignore
(We'd go along)
My presence stays but the truth remains
- Things Too Visable To See
Sweep up the guilt and learn to survive
Because when it ends,
You won't be alive
Would you notice,
If these eyes where closed?
Cause from every direction comes someone's objection
(Someone's objection)
- Weaving The Values That Sustain Us
Everyone clears from the room but I seem to maintain posture
Is this a street sign ahead of me or a road to show the way
Cause I've learned to live with failure
And It painted such picture that I cannot speak at all
That I cannot speak at all
And may you find someone who compels you
And with these hands I can not repel you