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Did you see it coming, that’s a badge upon your breast
It keeps you running with the in-between
Notify the station it’s the hour of the jest
So empty out your pockets now it’s time that you be clean
The yellows of the street are bleeding out again
Bleaching out the warnings of the darkness
But nobody’s speaking out where you don’t go
Oh, where you don’t go
With telephone lines distorting over you
The cracks in the pavement rose when you told them to
The sky was the lid, I was the full moon
But you let gravity push you
Circling the park, a revolution in miles
How long must we walk as men to be gods?
We come and go alone, oh it’s proved a bad, bad plan
You should have told me I’d be born so soft
All right you win I give in and surrender you what’s yours
No white flags just open arms...
Draw yourself a line and stand behind it
Blurry-edged, your mind can still refine it
We are all sparks of light
We are sparks of light but we hide it
It keeps you running with the in-between
Notify the station it’s the hour of the jest
So empty out your pockets now it’s time that you be clean
The yellows of the street are bleeding out again
Bleaching out the warnings of the darkness
But nobody’s speaking out where you don’t go
Oh, where you don’t go
With telephone lines distorting over you
The cracks in the pavement rose when you told them to
The sky was the lid, I was the full moon
But you let gravity push you
Circling the park, a revolution in miles
How long must we walk as men to be gods?
We come and go alone, oh it’s proved a bad, bad plan
You should have told me I’d be born so soft
All right you win I give in and surrender you what’s yours
No white flags just open arms...
Draw yourself a line and stand behind it
Blurry-edged, your mind can still refine it
We are all sparks of light
We are sparks of light but we hide it
Lyrics submitted by seasideisme
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I could be totally wrong, but this song makes me think of how little time we have and how important it is for us to hold on to the things that are truly remarkable, yet we often don't.
We are all sparks of light. We are sparks of light but we hide it.
Amazing end to a really great album.
Circling the park, a revolution in miles<br /> How long must we walk as men to be gods?<br /> We come and go alone, oh it’s proved a bad, bad plan<br /> You should have told me I’d be born so soft<br /> <br /> These parts are what give me the impression of life being so fragile and soft... and our inevitable death.