Song | The Golden Age Of Knowhere |
Artist | Funeral Party |
Album | The Golden Age of Knowhere |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
I saw the ages brought down by fear | |
Watched them run off and return for years and years | |
Sought out the lights making all lost clear | |
As we dried out are blank stares from ear to ear | |
Here we are | |
Suit up, we're ready to fight the war | |
Watch the birds carry on as we set for more | |
Crawled out our houses to mend the scars | |
As we weld together, they fall so far | |
Soon all the pieces of broken time | |
Held together for seconds what's left to find | |
Throw out your backs and hold up your arms | |
As we march out the temples, return to stars | |
Here we are | |
Complicated matters in my frame | |
As we make our way out to the sun | |
Journey through it all and try to tame | |
And we're doing it before it's done | |
Make our markings out through all the woods | |
As we fling are bodies in the sun | |
And it was coming up, it's come away too clear | |
It's a feeling I can never sell | |
Oh yeah, it's a feeling I can never sell | |
Oh yeah, it's a feeling I can never sell | |
Oh yeah, it's a feeling I can never sell | |
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I saw the ages brought down by fear | |
Watched them run off and return for years and years | |
Sought out the lights making all lost clear | |
As we dried out are blank stares from ear to ear | |
Here we are | |
Suit up, we' re ready to fight the war | |
Watch the birds carry on as we set for more | |
Crawled out our houses to mend the scars | |
As we weld together, they fall so far | |
Soon all the pieces of broken time | |
Held together for seconds what' s left to find | |
Throw out your backs and hold up your arms | |
As we march out the temples, return to stars | |
Here we are | |
Complicated matters in my frame | |
As we make our way out to the sun | |
Journey through it all and try to tame | |
And we' re doing it before it' s done | |
Make our markings out through all the woods | |
As we fling are bodies in the sun | |
And it was coming up, it' s come away too clear | |
It' s a feeling I can never sell | |
Oh yeah, it' s a feeling I can never sell | |
Oh yeah, it' s a feeling I can never sell | |
Oh yeah, it' s a feeling I can never sell | |
I saw the ages brought down by fear | |
Watched them run off and return for years and years | |
Sought out the lights making all lost clear | |
As we dried out are blank stares from ear to ear | |
Here we are | |
Suit up, we' re ready to fight the war | |
Watch the birds carry on as we set for more | |
Crawled out our houses to mend the scars | |
As we weld together, they fall so far | |
Soon all the pieces of broken time | |
Held together for seconds what' s left to find | |
Throw out your backs and hold up your arms | |
As we march out the temples, return to stars | |
Here we are | |
Complicated matters in my frame | |
As we make our way out to the sun | |
Journey through it all and try to tame | |
And we' re doing it before it' s done | |
Make our markings out through all the woods | |
As we fling are bodies in the sun | |
And it was coming up, it' s come away too clear | |
It' s a feeling I can never sell | |
Oh yeah, it' s a feeling I can never sell | |
Oh yeah, it' s a feeling I can never sell | |
Oh yeah, it' s a feeling I can never sell | |