Album:
The Art of DrowningGenre:
unknown
Six figures enter;
they've come to destroy the world.
They've called together this storm almost every night.
I awake in another place.
A familiar voice with a stranger's face speaks
I awake in another place
more unheard words.
What new friends will the day bring?
(Whoa)
One for one thousand acquainted.
(Whoa)
What new home will the night bring?
(Whoa)
When it all comes down you just throw the bones.
On the way,
I saw five hours of sleep
On the way,
But your fire makes it all worth while.
On the way there,
I wrote words for you to keep.
On the way,
What new friends will ther day bring?
(Whoa)
One for a thousand aquainted
(Whoa)
What new hope will the night bring?
(Whoa)
when it all comes down you just throw the bones
On the way,
I saw five hours of sleep
On the way,
But your fire makes it all worth while.
On the way,
I wrote words for you to keep.
On the way.
I saw myself
Lost myself along the way
and you remind me
On the way,
I saw five hours of sleep
on the way,
But your fire makes it all worth while
on the way,
I wrote words for you to keep
On the way
Thanks to anonymous A.F.I. fan for these lyrics
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