White Noise

[00:37.68]	Christ on the cross as it's illustrated.
[00:41.89]	I'm body soft and disintegrated.
[00:46.50]	I'm in this self half-illuminated.
[00:50.76]	I'm on the call but it's distant and faded
[00:55.50]	And myself for the robber denied.
[00:59.04]	I chased all I lost down to spiraling silence.
[01:04.98]	I'm on your side it's just so hard to see you.
[01:08.62]	I'm on the side of the ghost and the needle.
[01:15.03]	It's the choice in my hand
[01:19.43]	the suicide or the slaughtered lamb.
[01:23.60]	When it's so full of tricks
[01:25.89]	I'll be toasting the gold lights of life.
[01:32.91]	The trail is cold and hard
[01:37.36]	the course of the light of the child.
[01:41.64]	A slow messenger
[01:43.78]	I'm in charge of the coal and the fire.
[02:11.08]	White noise calling on a sudden deluge.
[02:15.31]	I'm chased out of breath trying to come back to you.
[02:19.78]	I'm in arrest of the subtle hues.
[02:24.31]	Oh, I'm in this self-sick solitude.
[02:28.79]	The sky's fallen soft to the silence renewed.
[02:32.88]	I erased all the tops from the tall city view.
[02:37.36]	I'm in the flesh of the hungering few.
[02:41.26]	Oh, I'm on the call trying to get back to you.
[02:48.25]	It's the choice in my hand
[02:52.61]	the suicide or the slaughtered lamb.
[02:56.77]	When it's so full of tricks
[02:59.36]	I'll be toasting the gold lights of life.
[03:06.31]	The trail is cold and hard
[03:10.62]	the course of the light of the child.
[03:15.19]	A slow messenger
[03:16.96]	I'm in charge of the coal and the fire.