Interpret:

Chevelle

Album:

Sci-Fi Crimes

Fear
It's all the same
Should I evolve
To tend to these sights
Said out loud then said again
If fate's so wrong
You'll start to feel lightheaded
By my admission, nothing grows
Just a longer list of unsorted laws


So why then
Has all my life made no sound
And are your eyes
Closing even now
My life made no sound
I fear your eyes closing


Revolting man
This sacred chain
Brought down to trial
No better man could fail the way
You needed all
Keep close the vein of empty
Thoughts


The finest river,
The ravens tend
All along insisting
We're worlds away


So why then
Has all my life made no sound
And are your eyes
Closing even now
My life made no sound
I fear your eyes closing


Behold the lost
Behold a Band-Aid


Behold the lost
Behold a Band-Aid


These shameful metaphors
Fought it through the teeth


Shameful metaphors
Biting at your heels


Shameful metaphors
Fought it cheek to cheek


So why then
Has all my life made no sound
(These shameful metaphors)
And are your eyes
Closing even now
My life made no sound
(These shameful metaphors)
I fear your eyes closing