Genealogies Songtext

von House of glass

Genealogies might not speak the best of me
But I know, I know i?m going home
Through days and dates and lies in phone calls
With a new view of familiar four walls
I?m going home... ...I know
All apologies might not meet the pressing need
But the moth can't say he's sorry for the flame
A paradox, this fire I seize,
Promethean; on rocks I freeze
And only stones remain to speak my name

I know cotton plains and daisy chains and locks
Time ticking tidal on the seashore sands in clocks
Sleeping in the parking lot
Didn't mean to cause the pains that you got
That's okay, well, that's all. ..I mean, aw, but anyway,
Didn't realize all the things I still had to say

My mythologies don't explain the things I see
But even so, I know, i?m going home
Like pictures perfect memory walks
On bricks of a thousand words it talks
And says, ?it's okay, you're going home.?
I know