Maybe, mabe in a lifetime the ones that we will resurrect
my monument immortal but tarnished I suspect
that holdes my generations failures put to song
the jail cell holding all our years undone
the passing of the time we killed when we were young
the archives of our blessed few
and all that they've done wrong or havn't done at all
(chorus)
when the longing in all our lives
fades as light resigns
away beneath the skyline
'neath the cities
our emptiness reads like a sign
with all the love between you and I
I'll mind my future as the sunlight tends to life
though my divinity may tightrope the sharpest knife
'cause I've got none of what lies above
beyond the stars and sky, beyond the flight of dove
(chorus)
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our emptiness read like a sign
with all the love between you and I
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