The eyes of empathy are turning into disillusion
Because the merest exertion, the lone reckless victories
Can't ever be understood, I'm too far from the shore
And you're way too far from me, you're way too far from me
Remember, remember
To every bad there is a worse
It has always been an option
See, our fears were not based on nothing
I had to fight and to sacrifice
While all these tentacles you had to exorcise
And I kept pretending on this raft so poorly made
But you can't blame me,
No you can't blame me for not having stayed
And I tried, I tried
Even if it was the best way to fail
I tried, I swear I tried...
And I tried, I tried
Even if in the end, there was no one to hail
I tried, I swear I tried...
You are my wound and my life
You are the knife waiting close to my heart
You are the reason why
You are my wound and my life
You are my wound and my life
Revisiting this album today and it is just as powerful and demanding as it was eight years ago. Perfectly pertinent to today's pandemic world and all the other donked up messes facing us. This album reminds us to live... while we may.
To quote from 'Disolve': "Our blood will dry some day. But our bones won't break." grahamco
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