Fish - A Feast Of Consequences Lyrics
I tear a page from the book of faces,Throw your letters in an open fire,I couldn’t say that I still despise youBut I’m finding it hard to not toAfter all that was said not done it’s time this thing was overDid I want you to change your mind I don’t honestly think soPicking me up like a lovesick puppetYou were dancing me over a burning flameYou kept pulling the strings the few strands remainingYou just wouldn’t let me goWe were running out of words, running out of lines, running out of things to sayWe were running out of heart, running out of love, running out of reasons to stayThere was something so deeply flawedIn the beginning we tried to deny itLike a crack in a china doll,A masquerade in silence,Where we try to recognise just who exactly we’re trying to hideWe played our roles in this grand designFooled ourselves in our own disguisesWe were running out of pills, running out of smoke, running out of fine white wines,We were running out of road, running out of fuel, running out of places to hide,It’s a feast of consequencesFacing up to a feast of consequencesBearing down on a feast of consequencesIt looks like we’re dining alone(GTR)Table for one for a word drunk poet,Losing my mind in a dancing flame,It kept pulling the strings the few strands remainingIt just wouldn’t let me goWe were running out of World, running out of hope, running out of resourcesWe were running out of time, running out of space, running out of tomorrowsIf we only knew then what we know now would we have changed our minds, it was all about time we faced the feast of consequencesCan’t walk away from this feast of consequences,Can’t ignore this feast of consequences
