Thursday - Mass As Shadows Lyrics
You know it sounds better in the long run,where your words and symbols stack up into the nightHands are broken, folded like a steeple of my own symbolThe song is the same, A simple word transcribed to hold your faith. (Ooh your faith.)We mass as shadows, light as dust silent to further the daysHold your frown . . .I know it sounds better, but there's only so many things I wantSo we read between the lines, the song is the same as every sunTouched every sunrise on your face, that reminds us that spring will kill summer nights to get throughThe winter days, swaying with daylight away from harmAll alone, where I, I roam . . .When you can't sing, you're on your ownWhen you can't sing, on your ownwhen you don't have a thing to believe inyou will find, you have something to scream about