The light fades slowly
The earth rotates in moderation
A breeze breathes through
The open window
On cathartic hearts so swollen they could burst through the floor
Dry eyes are left alive
To consume the glamorous page
Devour syntaxic pageantry
They miss understanding
They will take in pale shadows aroused by reflection
No cause for interpretation
Sound provides the context
Where the glow is unclear
Another strike will crush
Images of hope and reason
The thoughts that filtered through this hollow voice found meaning
Darkness flowed from open wounds
And finally took refuge with memories lost in fugue
As the vestiges of day are leaving
Avarice ascends to be
The only motivation
For this and many generations
But the cold air behind the glass sings of an end
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The light fades slowly
The earth rotates in moderation
A breeze breathes through
The open window
On cathartic hearts so swollen they could burst through the floor
Dry eyes are left alive
To consume the glamorous page
Devour syntaxic pageantry
They miss understanding
They will take in pale shadows aroused by reflection
No cause for interpretation
Sound provides the context
Where the glow is unclear
Another strike will crush
Images of hope and reason
The thoughts that filtered through this hollow voice found meaning
Darkness flowed from open wounds
And finally took refuge with memories lost in fugue
As the vestiges of day are leaving
Avarice ascends to be
The only motivation
For this and many generations
But the cold air behind the glass sings of an end
The earth rotates in moderation
A breeze breathes through
The open window
On cathartic hearts so swollen they could burst through the floor
Dry eyes are left alive
To consume the glamorous page
Devour syntaxic pageantry
They miss understanding
They will take in pale shadows aroused by reflection
No cause for interpretation
Sound provides the context
Where the glow is unclear
Another strike will crush
Images of hope and reason
The thoughts that filtered through this hollow voice found meaning
Darkness flowed from open wounds
And finally took refuge with memories lost in fugue
As the vestiges of day are leaving
Avarice ascends to be
The only motivation
For this and many generations
But the cold air behind the glass sings of an end
Writer: Sōmaphore
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid