Half Sight Silent Nation
Our mouths sewn shut
Our thoughts overrun
We've taken too much for granted
And it's been drawn out for too long
There's no pride left in anything we should feel proud of
And we're placing too much faith in everybody else's wrongs
But the wool's pulled too far over our eyes to learn anything from our own
There are voices that can guide you
But your actions bare no contrast to the words we speak
Our precious time is precious life
They'll try to kill in your dreams
So keep me so alive that I never have to sleep
They'll try to kill in your dreams
So keep me so alive that I never have to sleep
For every wrong, you find in life
There's always something so much worse
So take the good from bad and seek the best for everything it's worth
Can we really put our trust in tomorrow when today feels so perfect and yesterday is an age away
Left feeling lingually incapable of reading from the poetry with words we sculpted so beautifully
Because the old life that inspired every verb has somehow run from me
Is this what you wish for, to die as a slave to a flag
That made you live your life with your hands tied behind your back?
It betrayed your belief and burns to embers with your grief and as the ashes blow with the wind
We're scarred by memories that they bring
We had it tough but our skin might not be quite as thick as it may seem
