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lyrics

There were tombs below the wings we rode
A field of souls

The tombs have sold a wealth of hope
Unspeakable

So picture this: some winter kiss
Unfeeling bliss

I came and went, I’ll be back again
A lie to a friend

And I feel like a fake watching tv, feeling pain
And I wonder what to make of this life we’ve been building
Out of money, out of hate, out of feeling afraid
That our lives won’t mean anything more than what we’ve left in the bank

The heart that beats this blood through me
Remember thee

The tombs below are leaking souls
And so they grow

We stand upon a fragile bond
A wish a song

You build to show the world your soul
Giant tombs in the snow

Well I feel like a fake watching tv, feeling pain
And I wonder what to make of this life we’ve been building
Out of money, out of hate, out of feeling afraid
That our lives won’t mean anything more than what we’ve left in the bank

Footprints in the snow, leading us home
Home is a place we forgot long ago
Along with our pride and sense of what’s right
We believe we’re the gold standard of these times

And tombs are below, carved into stone
And there’s still a chance to take it all back
There’s still a chance

Well I feel like a fake watching tv, feeling pain
And I wonder what to make of this life we’ve been building
Out of money, out of hate, out of feeling afraid
That our lives won’t mean anything more than what we’ve left in the bank

credits

from A Knight at the Crossroads, released May 24, 2010
Additional vocals by Jacquelyn Thropay.

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Lost on Purpose Tokyo, Japan

I live in Japan. I used to live in Los Angeles. I like ramen and ice cream. I write music, check it out. I sound like Beethoven conducted by Beethoven the St. Bernard.

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