You weep it in obituary voice "why don't you cry for me?"
No desert spawns an ocean, love, no stone creates a sea
In early evening paling blue the dying rays of sun
Lit up the blood you saw as mine, the blood is everyone's
Rage of the salacious sage superceding my age to cage and gauge the wage of me and my heart of stone
Corroded razor blades aid the shade in being made to evade the faded flesh that will die alone
Ambling down the vacant lots past broken shopping carts
Where broken chimes sing broken tunes to dead and broken hearts
The splintered hands of yesterday pound the calliope
Inside a broken crystal I see no one there but me
Rage of the salacious sage superceding my age to cage and gauge the wage of me and my heart of stone
Corroded razor blades aid the shade in being made to evade the faded flesh that will die alone
Yes I'm tethered by stone strings
But hey there angel you got broken wings
Been flying in the ocean thinking that it was the sky
You never thought to breathe and so you never wondered why
Down in the deep where I sent the rest to sleep
And you seen them all drowned floating around with no sound
Down down down
Say hello to them for me
credits
from Brother Sisyphus,
released September 10, 2004
Jak Locke: all instruments / vocals
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