Album Name : The Artist in the Ambulance
Release Date : 2003-07-22
Song Duration : 3:19
Thrice All That's Left
One day the dreamers died,
Within us,
When all our answers never came.
We hid the truth beneath,
Our skin but,
Our shadows never looked the same.
A ghost,
Is all that's left,
Of everything we swore we never would forget.
We tried to bleed the sickness,
But we drained our hearts instead.
We are,
We are the dead.
And when we couldn't stop,
The bleeding,
And when we couldn't stop,
The bleeding,
We held our hearts over the flame,
We held our hearts over the flame,
We couldn't help but call it treason,
Treason,
And after that we couldn't fill our frames.
After that our shadows never looked the same.
A ghost,
Is all that's left,
Of everything we swore we never would forget.
We tried to bleed the sickness,
But we drained our hearts instead.
We are,
We are the dead.
In summers past,
We'd challenge Fate,
With higher pitch and perfect aim,
And standing fast,
We'd radiate
A light we loved but never named but the answers,
Never came.
Our shadows never,
Looked the same.
A ghost,
Is all that's left,
We are the ones who lost our faith,
Of everything we swore we never would forget.
Can we be saved?
We tried to bleed the sickness,
But we drained our hearts instead.
We are,
We are the dead.
We are the ones who lost our faith.
A ghost of everything we thought but never said.
Can we be saved?
We tried to bleed the sickness,
But we drained our hearts instead.
We are the ones who lost our faith.
We dug ourselves an early grave.
We are the dead,
Can,
We,
Be,
Saved?...
