Song | The Last Lost Continent |
Artist | La Dispute |
Album | Somewhere at the Bottom of the River Between Vega and Altair |
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I felt your sickness brush against my arm as | |
I walked by you — | |
Heard your voice but couldn't tell that it was you. | |
And, slowly, watched your sickness slip away into a place | |
That I'd once feared but | |
I was not afraid this time | |
So I gave chase and found it, finally, slowly feeding from your head, | |
And from my friends, and from my family, so | |
I grabbed it by the neck. "For every lover you have ruined..." | |
I dug my nails into it's flesh. "... and every life that you have taken..." | |
Slammed it's head against the brick. | |
It's blood poured out onto the pavement, | |
I stirred it in with dirt and spit, "I will take a part of you." | |
I made mortar from the mix. | |
Tore every organ from it's body, | |
Broke it's bone and fashioned bricks, | |
I laid the mortar in between, | |
I made a throne for hope to sit. "Too long you've torn us into pieces, Firmly held onto our wrists. Today I bury you in me." | |
I swallowed every inch of it. | |
I'll hold you, as you have held me - | |
You've held me in your heart, we'll be set free from fear. | |
We've felt our failures. | |
We've watched our passions leave, but we're still breathing on. | |
I'll hold you, as you have held me, | |
You've held me in your heart. (And I will hold you in my heart) | |
But I still see him dead in the parking lot at the gas station just down the street. | |
And I still hear my friend say, "You know, you wouldn't believe the things I saw when I was stationed overseas." | |
But he somehow keeps smiling in spite all of that, | |
While I keep finding ways to push the good out for the bad | |
Oh, how selfish of myself to always say that it was more than | |
I could take, | |
Like it was pain | |
I could not shake, | |
Like it could break me with it's fingers, throw my body in the lake, | |
And I would slowly sink away | |
But the Truth is it was sorrow that | |
I made and would not face. | |
See, I keep falling for the future after tripping on the past. | |
And I am always tearing sutures out to make the anguish last like it defines me. | |
Or reminds me | |
I've found comfort in my suffering | |
And uncertainty in happiness and death, | |
Because what's next is such a mystery to me. | |
I am terrified of all the things | |
I feel but cannot see. | |
Friends and family, put your hand into my hand and lay your head into my chest. | |
You are all that | |
I have left here | |
We are all that we have left. | |
We are the lovers, | |
We are the last of our kind. | |
Link your arms and keep your chin up | |
And I swear that we'll be fine. | |
We are the lovers, | |
We are the last of our kind. | |
Though we're not sure who we are, though we're not sure where we're from, | |
Though we're not sure when we'll leave, though we're not sure where we'll go, | |
We keep our heads up | |
We keep our hearts up | |
We keep our hopes up | |
Keep your head up. we're fine. | |
Just keep your head up. | |
I swear we'll be alright. | |
Keep your head up. | |
Oh, my friends, keep your head up. and | |
I swear we'll never die. | |
I swear we'll get home safe and sound, we'll live on underground | |
I will give your heart a place to rest when everything you had has turned and left. | |
I'll weave your names into my ribcage; lock your hearts inside my chest. | |
Regain the passion | |
I once carried; do away with all the rest. | |
I tore the sickness from your bodies; smashed it's head against the bricks. | |
I made a castle from it's bones that you may always dwell in it. | |
So sing for every buried moment that you'd thought would never end. | |
And sing your fears about the future; and a dirge for faded friends. | |
For all the love that you had held to, why it somehow failed to keep. | |
And sing each minute you've been frightened; every hour that you've lost sleep | |
And sing for all your friends and family; sing for those who didn't survive. | |
But sing not for their final outcome; sing a song of how they tried. | |
We live amidst a violent storm; leaves us unsatisfied at best, | |
So fill your heart with what's important, and be done with all the rest. | |
We are what's left of what we once were | |
We are falling far behind. | |
There's so much stacking up against us and we're running out of time. | |
We are but hopeful children, and we're the last of our kind. | |
But if we let our hearts move outward, | |
I know we will never- | |
We are but friends and family, we are the last of our kind. | |
So hold my hand, | |
I'll lift your head up, and | |
I promise we'll be fine. | |
We are but hopeful lovers, and we are running out of time. | |
There's so much stacking up against us, and we're falling far behind. | |
We are but hopeful lovers, we are the last of our kind, | |
But if we let our hearts move outward, | |
I know we will never- | |
We are but lovers, we are the last of our kind. | |
And if we let our hearts move outward, | |
I know we will never- | |
We are but lovers, we are the last of our kind. | |
And if we let our hearts move outward, we will never die. |
I felt your sickness brush against my arm as | |
I walked by you | |
Heard your voice but couldn' t tell that it was you. | |
And, slowly, watched your sickness slip away into a place | |
That I' d once feared but | |
I was not afraid this time | |
So I gave chase and found it, finally, slowly feeding from your head, | |
And from my friends, and from my family, so | |
I grabbed it by the neck. " For every lover you have ruined..." | |
I dug my nails into it' s flesh. "... and every life that you have taken..." | |
Slammed it' s head against the brick. | |
It' s blood poured out onto the pavement, | |
I stirred it in with dirt and spit, " I will take a part of you." | |
I made mortar from the mix. | |
Tore every organ from it' s body, | |
Broke it' s bone and fashioned bricks, | |
I laid the mortar in between, | |
I made a throne for hope to sit. " Too long you' ve torn us into pieces, Firmly held onto our wrists. Today I bury you in me." | |
I swallowed every inch of it. | |
I' ll hold you, as you have held me | |
You' ve held me in your heart, we' ll be set free from fear. | |
We' ve felt our failures. | |
We' ve watched our passions leave, but we' re still breathing on. | |
I' ll hold you, as you have held me, | |
You' ve held me in your heart. And I will hold you in my heart | |
But I still see him dead in the parking lot at the gas station just down the street. | |
And I still hear my friend say, " You know, you wouldn' t believe the things I saw when I was stationed overseas." | |
But he somehow keeps smiling in spite all of that, | |
While I keep finding ways to push the good out for the bad | |
Oh, how selfish of myself to always say that it was more than | |
I could take, | |
Like it was pain | |
I could not shake, | |
Like it could break me with it' s fingers, throw my body in the lake, | |
And I would slowly sink away | |
But the Truth is it was sorrow that | |
I made and would not face. | |
See, I keep falling for the future after tripping on the past. | |
And I am always tearing sutures out to make the anguish last like it defines me. | |
Or reminds me | |
I' ve found comfort in my suffering | |
And uncertainty in happiness and death, | |
Because what' s next is such a mystery to me. | |
I am terrified of all the things | |
I feel but cannot see. | |
Friends and family, put your hand into my hand and lay your head into my chest. | |
You are all that | |
I have left here | |
We are all that we have left. | |
We are the lovers, | |
We are the last of our kind. | |
Link your arms and keep your chin up | |
And I swear that we' ll be fine. | |
We are the lovers, | |
We are the last of our kind. | |
Though we' re not sure who we are, though we' re not sure where we' re from, | |
Though we' re not sure when we' ll leave, though we' re not sure where we' ll go, | |
We keep our heads up | |
We keep our hearts up | |
We keep our hopes up | |
Keep your head up. we' re fine. | |
Just keep your head up. | |
I swear we' ll be alright. | |
Keep your head up. | |
Oh, my friends, keep your head up. and | |
I swear we' ll never die. | |
I swear we' ll get home safe and sound, we' ll live on underground | |
I will give your heart a place to rest when everything you had has turned and left. | |
I' ll weave your names into my ribcage lock your hearts inside my chest. | |
Regain the passion | |
I once carried do away with all the rest. | |
I tore the sickness from your bodies smashed it' s head against the bricks. | |
I made a castle from it' s bones that you may always dwell in it. | |
So sing for every buried moment that you' d thought would never end. | |
And sing your fears about the future and a dirge for faded friends. | |
For all the love that you had held to, why it somehow failed to keep. | |
And sing each minute you' ve been frightened every hour that you' ve lost sleep | |
And sing for all your friends and family sing for those who didn' t survive. | |
But sing not for their final outcome sing a song of how they tried. | |
We live amidst a violent storm leaves us unsatisfied at best, | |
So fill your heart with what' s important, and be done with all the rest. | |
We are what' s left of what we once were | |
We are falling far behind. | |
There' s so much stacking up against us and we' re running out of time. | |
We are but hopeful children, and we' re the last of our kind. | |
But if we let our hearts move outward, | |
I know we will never | |
We are but friends and family, we are the last of our kind. | |
So hold my hand, | |
I' ll lift your head up, and | |
I promise we' ll be fine. | |
We are but hopeful lovers, and we are running out of time. | |
There' s so much stacking up against us, and we' re falling far behind. | |
We are but hopeful lovers, we are the last of our kind, | |
But if we let our hearts move outward, | |
I know we will never | |
We are but lovers, we are the last of our kind. | |
And if we let our hearts move outward, | |
I know we will never | |
We are but lovers, we are the last of our kind. | |
And if we let our hearts move outward, we will never die. |
I felt your sickness brush against my arm as | |
I walked by you | |
Heard your voice but couldn' t tell that it was you. | |
And, slowly, watched your sickness slip away into a place | |
That I' d once feared but | |
I was not afraid this time | |
So I gave chase and found it, finally, slowly feeding from your head, | |
And from my friends, and from my family, so | |
I grabbed it by the neck. " For every lover you have ruined..." | |
I dug my nails into it' s flesh. "... and every life that you have taken..." | |
Slammed it' s head against the brick. | |
It' s blood poured out onto the pavement, | |
I stirred it in with dirt and spit, " I will take a part of you." | |
I made mortar from the mix. | |
Tore every organ from it' s body, | |
Broke it' s bone and fashioned bricks, | |
I laid the mortar in between, | |
I made a throne for hope to sit. " Too long you' ve torn us into pieces, Firmly held onto our wrists. Today I bury you in me." | |
I swallowed every inch of it. | |
I' ll hold you, as you have held me | |
You' ve held me in your heart, we' ll be set free from fear. | |
We' ve felt our failures. | |
We' ve watched our passions leave, but we' re still breathing on. | |
I' ll hold you, as you have held me, | |
You' ve held me in your heart. And I will hold you in my heart | |
But I still see him dead in the parking lot at the gas station just down the street. | |
And I still hear my friend say, " You know, you wouldn' t believe the things I saw when I was stationed overseas." | |
But he somehow keeps smiling in spite all of that, | |
While I keep finding ways to push the good out for the bad | |
Oh, how selfish of myself to always say that it was more than | |
I could take, | |
Like it was pain | |
I could not shake, | |
Like it could break me with it' s fingers, throw my body in the lake, | |
And I would slowly sink away | |
But the Truth is it was sorrow that | |
I made and would not face. | |
See, I keep falling for the future after tripping on the past. | |
And I am always tearing sutures out to make the anguish last like it defines me. | |
Or reminds me | |
I' ve found comfort in my suffering | |
And uncertainty in happiness and death, | |
Because what' s next is such a mystery to me. | |
I am terrified of all the things | |
I feel but cannot see. | |
Friends and family, put your hand into my hand and lay your head into my chest. | |
You are all that | |
I have left here | |
We are all that we have left. | |
We are the lovers, | |
We are the last of our kind. | |
Link your arms and keep your chin up | |
And I swear that we' ll be fine. | |
We are the lovers, | |
We are the last of our kind. | |
Though we' re not sure who we are, though we' re not sure where we' re from, | |
Though we' re not sure when we' ll leave, though we' re not sure where we' ll go, | |
We keep our heads up | |
We keep our hearts up | |
We keep our hopes up | |
Keep your head up. we' re fine. | |
Just keep your head up. | |
I swear we' ll be alright. | |
Keep your head up. | |
Oh, my friends, keep your head up. and | |
I swear we' ll never die. | |
I swear we' ll get home safe and sound, we' ll live on underground | |
I will give your heart a place to rest when everything you had has turned and left. | |
I' ll weave your names into my ribcage lock your hearts inside my chest. | |
Regain the passion | |
I once carried do away with all the rest. | |
I tore the sickness from your bodies smashed it' s head against the bricks. | |
I made a castle from it' s bones that you may always dwell in it. | |
So sing for every buried moment that you' d thought would never end. | |
And sing your fears about the future and a dirge for faded friends. | |
For all the love that you had held to, why it somehow failed to keep. | |
And sing each minute you' ve been frightened every hour that you' ve lost sleep | |
And sing for all your friends and family sing for those who didn' t survive. | |
But sing not for their final outcome sing a song of how they tried. | |
We live amidst a violent storm leaves us unsatisfied at best, | |
So fill your heart with what' s important, and be done with all the rest. | |
We are what' s left of what we once were | |
We are falling far behind. | |
There' s so much stacking up against us and we' re running out of time. | |
We are but hopeful children, and we' re the last of our kind. | |
But if we let our hearts move outward, | |
I know we will never | |
We are but friends and family, we are the last of our kind. | |
So hold my hand, | |
I' ll lift your head up, and | |
I promise we' ll be fine. | |
We are but hopeful lovers, and we are running out of time. | |
There' s so much stacking up against us, and we' re falling far behind. | |
We are but hopeful lovers, we are the last of our kind, | |
But if we let our hearts move outward, | |
I know we will never | |
We are but lovers, we are the last of our kind. | |
And if we let our hearts move outward, | |
I know we will never | |
We are but lovers, we are the last of our kind. | |
And if we let our hearts move outward, we will never die. |