LYRICS "THE BREATH OF A BIRD"

LIKE THE BREATH OF A BIRD

The rage inside contains the past
Walk without need to things that last

Only the ocean can forgive
Children who don’t want to live

You were everywhere

Only the ocean can forgive
Children who don’t want to live

You were everywhere

IN JUNE, AS I KILLED TIME

Later as we say goodbye
I realize, all is well for her
3 a.m. and I don´t know that
My reason to live is soon to come

Come with me, my horizon widened
Dawn comes fast and the birds sing loud
My eyes are coloured with the red
That´s on the sky and the clouds

I see it all through a romantic haze
And wait to be cut again
By the not so fair
The barbed and poisoned dart of Cupid

Tell me what friends are for
I hate all my sadness songs
My dreams are difficult and they
Depend on and collapse with yours

Later as we say goodbye
I realize, all is well for her
It´s "I don´t know" and I don´t care
But a reason to live is yet alive

Come with me to complete my life
Night comes fast and the air is warm
My eyes are filled with the kissing,
Glancing, loving, bleeding, singing...

May your pains be softened
May your throes be driven away
May your pains be softened
There are things that wash me away

SHIMMER

There are twigs in your hair
You are completely lost
A scream inside my head
The greatest hate of all
A scream inside my head

Some lives are so shattered, they shimmer
Some souls are so shattered, they shimmer

We are all alone in the wind with the moon in heart
But these wings I have grown they make a sound now
Who can stop the lies?
You disappear behind your wall but I’m not waiting anymore

Our lives are so shattered, they shimmer
Our souls are so shattered, they shimmer

The greatest hate of all
A scream inside my head
Our lives are so shattered, they shimmer
Our souls are so shattered, they shimmer

Touch my eyes while I sleep and feel the nightmares
Touch my eyes while I sleep and feel my nightmares

Our lives are so shattered, they shimmer
Our souls are so shattered, they shimmer

Cuts on your arms and a dagger through the past, she is a wounded child
You can break my heart, with a smile, a hundred times
Cuts on your arms and a dagger through my past, we are the damaged people
You can break my heart, a hundred times but I’m still better than you

Our lives are so shattered, they shimmer
Our souls are so shattered, they shimmer
They shine

There are twigs in your hair
I am completely lost

Leave the lies to the liars

The Gardens And Graves

I turned around, you ran ahead
We walked together through the gardens and graves

Do you hear the wind whispering my name
All life has gone from my soul

We left footprints deep in the snow
But now the wind had erased them all

When the black waves come and you just let go
One door closes but the window is open

I turned around, you ran ahead
We walked together through the gardens and graves

On the streets of Lisbon, selling valves to beggars
Who let their dogs dance

And I struggle, oh yes I do
I’d lay my life down for you

Reclaiming my soul on a different road
All beauty comes with a lesson

Sever the string
Sever the string

BROKEN HEART SURGERY

This is no way to live

A storm is coming
I can hear a storm coming up, I can sense it
A wind so strong to blow you apart
A gale so fierce to tear out your heart
A storm is coming

Cut out the past so it never grows back

Don’t you see the storm coming?
Don’t you care?
All my belongings not fastened, tied down or safe
They will be scattered all over the place
It will be scattered all over my life

Cut out some pieces to lay bare the true heart
Do you manage to stop the bleeding before another attack?
Prevent the unwanted ghosts from entering and then please
Cut out the past so it never grows back

This is no way to live

THE TRUTH COMES OUT

Written by Corb Lund

IN THIS ROOM THERE ARE MORE PEOPLE THAN YOU CAN SEE

We took a last quick look at the world as we had known it
And as it still seemed to be
And then it all came crashing down around us

Hello and welcome, here we are, good friends
All your fears you have known for years, taking hold

Here is the place, it is still the same
But I will never go there again

Here is the place you will never know

Just this one time let’s look outside the other window
A roof full of stars
The sky below
My weekly visit to the gates of heaven

I reckon you agree
In this room there are more people than you can see

THE NECRO SOUL

None of this moves me
I should be acting but it only hurts when I stay
I let it blow through me to a different world

The letters lie open
The scars you took from wounds inflicted upon yourself
I clear up the mess and dream again

The sky is full of waves

All the thoughts, the plans, the laughter, the fears and the enemy
Adversary, the bodies, the little things, the smiles, their stories
And the accusations flow like poison into veins
The visits to the hospital, the blood and the blackness bliss
The ocean waves and the tidal graves, the grains of sand and all rules severely bent
The dreams, the drama, the trauma and the necro soul
The poems returned, the letters received and the lesson not learned
Manic notes written, read, a thousand times read, rewritten then burned

And I lead you there, I lead you all there
And I hide, abandon and forget

The sky is full of waves

I AM THE KNIFE

That’s not gold, it’s just sand
We are just strangers, forever passing through

Did you ever feel the need to see where all the roads go?

Feeling lost is just a part of it
We disappear into heartache, we disappear into hate
We disappear across the ocean, we disappear

Feeling lost is just a part of it
I ask no one and rise above the lies
Feeling lost is just a part of it
I disappear into the grounds behind your eyes

We are just strangers, beached by the same tide
We are just strangers, I don’t know

I am the knife
I cut with my life
To let in the light
I am the knife

I am the knife
I cut myself free
I split this life
I am the knife

I bleed darkness
I cut and let in the light
I’m so afraid of the knife

The past is nothing but poison

I am the knife
I am the life
I cut and I stab and I wound and I rip

I cut my own life
When will the knives in my mind go away?

How I like the small white lights in the distance
I hear the road whispering, beckoning

It is time to go, it is time to leave

It is time to disappear