Living Pieces (feat. Garret Rapp of The Color Morale)
It’s all in the way that I forget to feel I could forget anything With an idle mind, is ignorance divine? Why the stake to the heart Will we separate the arteries From a heart that isn't clean enough for me? Some say the serpents found its hole One that some have always known A place for me to call my own And without ever letting go the burden
I look to the stars again Will I find my place in this, or will I fold? I look to the stars again Will I believe, or will I fold?
Was it a feeling that has beaten me? Some could state the reverie We fall too far just to find the start But I know I hold my place here in this world What you leave behind you will always know But I'm not ready for the days These brittle arms to give away And fail me once again As I prepare for another quick charade And I will not be buried When time holds rhythm
I look to the stars again Will I find my place in this, or will I fold? I look to the stars again Will I believe, or I will fold?
I find the walls collapsing The treated burns the tormented I know the fear will find us all I find the walls collapsing The treated burns, the tormented Define your fate or believe in it
I look to the stars again (The stars again) Will I find my place in this or will I fold? I look to the stars again Will I believe, or will I fold?