Threads of Measure Lyrics
von Brown Bird
In 'Threads of Measure' beschreibt der Sänger von Brown Bird eine tiefgreifende innere Zerrissenheit, ausgelöst durch Re... weiterlesen
Torn by travel, toil and treason
Tied by fraying lines
Devil drowning voice of reason
Dire decaying mind
Mending miles with threads of measure
Letting loose all lies
Unraveling lines of pain and pleasure
A life of death defied
Swollen hands laid down like the light of hope
Falls in fragments from self-dealt fatal blows
And burns our eyes with bold bursts of fires known
Yet sewn so tight to us we can't let go
'Round unholy chasms and up hollow hills
We steady our horsepower and summon our will
To embrace what's behind what is seen and is haunting us still
What was one has become individual parts
Devoid of the source where this ritual starts
With our wills overthrown at the whim of habitual hearts
One day no sordid soul will shout it's purpose
Corralling lost accomplices around
When thunder voices cease to shower us with locust
Will you be ready to recieve the underground?
Shape-shifting morality rise and decline
A tic-tocking time bomb hard wired to the mind
We pursue what's perceived as a short cut to achieve the sublime
One day no sordid soul will shout it's purpose
Corralling lost accomplices around
When thunder voices cease to shower us with locust
Will you be ready to recieve the underground?
Tied by fraying lines
Devil drowning voice of reason
Dire decaying mind
Mending miles with threads of measure
Letting loose all lies
Unraveling lines of pain and pleasure
A life of death defied
Swollen hands laid down like the light of hope
Falls in fragments from self-dealt fatal blows
And burns our eyes with bold bursts of fires known
Yet sewn so tight to us we can't let go
'Round unholy chasms and up hollow hills
We steady our horsepower and summon our will
To embrace what's behind what is seen and is haunting us still
What was one has become individual parts
Devoid of the source where this ritual starts
With our wills overthrown at the whim of habitual hearts
One day no sordid soul will shout it's purpose
Corralling lost accomplices around
When thunder voices cease to shower us with locust
Will you be ready to recieve the underground?
Shape-shifting morality rise and decline
A tic-tocking time bomb hard wired to the mind
We pursue what's perceived as a short cut to achieve the sublime
One day no sordid soul will shout it's purpose
Corralling lost accomplices around
When thunder voices cease to shower us with locust
Will you be ready to recieve the underground?
Writer(s): Lamb David Bruce
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In 'Threads of Measure' beschreibt der Sänger von Brown Bird eine tiefgreifende innere Zerrissenheit, ausgelöst durch Reisen, Mühen und Betrug. Der Te... weiterlesen
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