Thursday - Past And Future Ruins Lyrics
Hold you hand to the fireAnd your eyes to the skyThey're just different shades of cellophaneTaped against the lights.Faulty seams, drawn on plastic leavesPast and future replicasPast and future streamsHold your head underwaterAnd try to see if you can breatheOr if you drown in the shallow depths of your beliefBecause somewhere there must be a better placeHere you call to your neighborOnly to see the track is set and they're Walking back and forth in a circleSaying the same wordsMaking their lips syncIn time with psalms on Sunday morningsAnd all their hearts align with pale fireSo call the appear ambulanceTo trace the paper cutsDon't call on me, I'm a plastic reedBending in the feigning windOf artificial fieldsThen you read the paperOf a woman's early deathAnd note explaining why she left It says:"Somewhere there must be a better placeAnd it's marked with the fountain I've seenglowing in my sleep."And so you want to die and leave this shadow land behindTo eviscerate the truth from the lieBecause somewhere there must be a better placebutWhat we thought was a fountain of life and lightturns out to be a Mountain crushing down upon us, casting it's shadowClosing the distancebetween us and BabylonAnd all our songsare just the sounds of past and future daysPast of future namesCollapsing around us
