The shape of your head is a twist of the truth,
The skulls on these walls, are they connected to you?
The stars are like eyes climbing out of a mist,
The temperatures rise like an easter morning sun,
Its not something you learn its just something you do,
And sometimes I wonder whether my other half is you.
Cause I am only half, of what I am,
And half of that is what, the lies can do,
Where the rest is, I don't know,
And I'm not sure if I wanna know.
Back on my own, it took me this long,
To scale to the top of this (grassy/misty) mountain side you're on,
But now I can see where its all been leading to,
The skulls on these walls, how they're connected to you,
Walking with you down a slippery slope, and you said,
"If I was the sun, you'd be the world I'd shine onto."
...And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead
- Richter Scale Madness
- Novena Without Faith
- Fake Fake Eyes
- Half Of What
- Gargoyle Waiting
- Prince With A Thousand En..
- Ounce of Prevention
- When We Begin To Steal
- 1. Clair De Lune
- 2. Gold Heart Mountain Top Q..
- 3. Relative Ways
- 4. The Rest Will Follow
- 5. The Summer of '91
- 6. Let It Dive
- 7. Will You Smile Again?
- 8. Stand In Silence
- 9. Richter Scale Madness
- 10. Another Morning Stoner