Song | Little Black Fish |
Artist | Duke Special |
Album | Oh Pioneer |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Lose your mortal arrows, the kind that shake the heart | |
Lets not waste this chance to strike. | |
Maybe theres a river that could take us to the sea | |
This time silence is not golden, | |
This time silence is not golden. | |
Wait, I should not say this, there will be causalities, | |
Better to die old and ignorant. | |
Fear our threaten fathers and let the questions speak | |
Still the tongue, whatever the price. | |
Maybe a vision could help heart grind to turn | |
Only if were breathing, theres books we havent burned. | |
This time silence is not golden, voices must be heard, | |
Come bury them, bury them, our weapons will be words. | |
Love and death and | |
God and failure, | |
Soon will end the close. | |
And everyone, everyone, theres more than what we are. | |
Ive heard tales of the portman, the ocean and the swamp, | |
But who was gone before us? | |
Who was there to leave? | |
Offending what was sacred, roading | |
I believe. | |
I think thats him, be the same, stay blind, stay blind | |
This time silence is not golden, voices must be heard, | |
Come bury them, bury them, our weapons will be words. | |
Love and death and | |
God and failure, | |
Soon will end the close. | |
And everyone, everyone, theres more than what we are. | |
This time silence is not golden, | |
This time silence is not golden, | |
This time silence is not golden. |
Lose your mortal arrows, the kind that shake the heart | |
Let s not waste this chance to strike. | |
Maybe there s a river that could take us to the sea | |
This time silence is not golden, | |
This time silence is not golden. | |
Wait, I should not say this, there will be causalities, | |
Better to die old and ignorant. | |
Fear our threaten fathers and let the questions speak | |
Still the tongue, whatever the price. | |
Maybe a vision could help heart grind to turn | |
Only if we re breathing, there s books we haven t burned. | |
This time silence is not golden, voices must be heard, | |
Come bury them, bury them, our weapons will be words. | |
Love and death and | |
God and failure, | |
Soon will end the close. | |
And everyone, everyone, there s more than what we are. | |
I ve heard tales of the portman, the ocean and the swamp, | |
But who was gone before us? | |
Who was there to leave? | |
Offending what was sacred, roading | |
I believe. | |
I think that s him, be the same, stay blind, stay blind | |
This time silence is not golden, voices must be heard, | |
Come bury them, bury them, our weapons will be words. | |
Love and death and | |
God and failure, | |
Soon will end the close. | |
And everyone, everyone, there s more than what we are. | |
This time silence is not golden, | |
This time silence is not golden, | |
This time silence is not golden. |
Lose your mortal arrows, the kind that shake the heart | |
Let s not waste this chance to strike. | |
Maybe there s a river that could take us to the sea | |
This time silence is not golden, | |
This time silence is not golden. | |
Wait, I should not say this, there will be causalities, | |
Better to die old and ignorant. | |
Fear our threaten fathers and let the questions speak | |
Still the tongue, whatever the price. | |
Maybe a vision could help heart grind to turn | |
Only if we re breathing, there s books we haven t burned. | |
This time silence is not golden, voices must be heard, | |
Come bury them, bury them, our weapons will be words. | |
Love and death and | |
God and failure, | |
Soon will end the close. | |
And everyone, everyone, there s more than what we are. | |
I ve heard tales of the portman, the ocean and the swamp, | |
But who was gone before us? | |
Who was there to leave? | |
Offending what was sacred, roading | |
I believe. | |
I think that s him, be the same, stay blind, stay blind | |
This time silence is not golden, voices must be heard, | |
Come bury them, bury them, our weapons will be words. | |
Love and death and | |
God and failure, | |
Soon will end the close. | |
And everyone, everyone, there s more than what we are. | |
This time silence is not golden, | |
This time silence is not golden, | |
This time silence is not golden. |