James Dean
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2007 S/T [EP, CDR] – Self-Released
IN THE HOSPITAL
WHAT LIGHT?
WHERE STILL LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL
WHAT LIGHT WHAT LIGHT YOU SEE
AND THEN CAME VIBRATIONS
BEHIND US THE CURTAIN
AND SCREECHING FROM BRAKING
BEHIND US THE REASON
WE STEPPED BACK AND LIFTED OUR HANDS
BEHIND US THE CURTAIN
ITS TO MUCH AND ALL TO CLOSE
BEHIND US THE CAUSE
BUT STILL, WE CRY
TO SAVE THEM
AND STILL WE CRY
WHAT LIGHT?
WHERE STILL LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL
WHAT LIGHT WHAT LIGHT YOU SEE
TURN THIS IRON HANDLE
STALE SCENTS, STALE MINDS AND FOOTSTEPS
PICTURE THIS, ANOTHER NIGHT IN BADLANDS
SHALLOW BREATHS, SHALLOW GRAVES AND SECRETS
PICTURE THIS, ANOTHER LIFE LEFT SPEECHLESS
IRON PANES, IRON WALLS AND HALLWAYS
PICTURE THIS, ANOTHER FIGHT AS ALWAYS
SPITTING CRYS, SPITTING LIES AND DARKNESS
PICTURE THIS, ANOTHER LIFE LEFT REACHING
UNDER AN OPEN
THE LOYALTY OF HABIT
THE CALL NOTE I SO LONGED FOR
HINDERS MY PROCEEDINGS
I WAS WRONG TO BELIVE
THAT HEROS LIVE ON
SUDDENLY LEFT FOREVER
LIKE A CHILDS BROKEN TOY
QUIET STARES, QUIET DEATHS AND THEIVING
PICTURE THIS, ANOTHER LIFE LEFT BLEEDING
FRIAL HANDS, FRIAL HEADS AND TOWNSCAPES
PICTURE THIS, ANOTHER FIGHT TO ESCAPE
WITH OUR HEAD IN OUR HANDS
WE TRADED BELLS FOR WHISPERS
AND FLED OFF TOWARD THE DISTANCE
A VICTIM AMONG VICTIMS
I CANNOT BARE THE TERROR
WHEN NOTHING SEEMS MORE FITTING
THAN BAREING TEETH AND STRIKING BONES
WE CRIED OUT
LETS FLEE SOUTH
WE MOVED OUT
OUR FISTS IN THE AIR
WE LINED UP
AND FILED OUT
OUR EYES SHUT
OUR HEADS IN OUR HANDS
IN MOMENTS OF SILENCE
WERE LIVING WITHOUT VOICE
SHIPWRECKS
IN A BOLT OF TRUTH
DECADES CRUSH INTO SECONDS
AND I ASK MYSELF
HOW DID THIS ALLGET STARTED?
WE DIE LOOKING IN ON OURSELVES
LIKE A SHIPWRECK
THIS RIVER WILL TAKE ME, THIS RIVER WILL TAKE ME
ITS A FORTRESS
THESE SHIPWRECKS
ON THE SURFACE
BATTLES WAGED AND BATTLES THAT WE'VE LOST
RIBBONS
IN SILENCE WE SIT
IN SILENCE WE SLEEP
IN SILENCE WE MOURN
FOR BROTHERS, FOR SISTERS
WHAT LIGHT?
WHERE STILL LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL
WHAT LIGHT WHAT LIGHT YOU SEE
AND THEN CAME VIBRATIONS
BEHIND US THE CURTAIN
AND SCREECHING FROM BRAKING
BEHIND US THE REASON
WE STEPPED BACK AND LIFTED OUR HANDS
BEHIND US THE CURTAIN
ITS TO MUCH AND ALL TO CLOSE
BEHIND US THE CAUSE
BUT STILL, WE CRY
TO SAVE THEM
AND STILL WE CRY
WHAT LIGHT?
WHERE STILL LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL
WHAT LIGHT WHAT LIGHT YOU SEE
TURN THIS IRON HANDLE
STALE SCENTS, STALE MINDS AND FOOTSTEPS
PICTURE THIS, ANOTHER NIGHT IN BADLANDS
SHALLOW BREATHS, SHALLOW GRAVES AND SECRETS
PICTURE THIS, ANOTHER LIFE LEFT SPEECHLESS
IRON PANES, IRON WALLS AND HALLWAYS
PICTURE THIS, ANOTHER FIGHT AS ALWAYS
SPITTING CRYS, SPITTING LIES AND DARKNESS
PICTURE THIS, ANOTHER LIFE LEFT REACHING
UNDER AN OPEN
THE LOYALTY OF HABIT
THE CALL NOTE I SO LONGED FOR
HINDERS MY PROCEEDINGS
I WAS WRONG TO BELIVE
THAT HEROS LIVE ON
SUDDENLY LEFT FOREVER
LIKE A CHILDS BROKEN TOY
QUIET STARES, QUIET DEATHS AND THEIVING
PICTURE THIS, ANOTHER LIFE LEFT BLEEDING
FRIAL HANDS, FRIAL HEADS AND TOWNSCAPES
PICTURE THIS, ANOTHER FIGHT TO ESCAPE
WITH OUR HEAD IN OUR HANDS
WE TRADED BELLS FOR WHISPERS
AND FLED OFF TOWARD THE DISTANCE
A VICTIM AMONG VICTIMS
I CANNOT BARE THE TERROR
WHEN NOTHING SEEMS MORE FITTING
THAN BAREING TEETH AND STRIKING BONES
WE CRIED OUT
LETS FLEE SOUTH
WE MOVED OUT
OUR FISTS IN THE AIR
WE LINED UP
AND FILED OUT
OUR EYES SHUT
OUR HEADS IN OUR HANDS
IN MOMENTS OF SILENCE
WERE LIVING WITHOUT VOICE
SHIPWRECKS
IN A BOLT OF TRUTH
DECADES CRUSH INTO SECONDS
AND I ASK MYSELF
HOW DID THIS ALLGET STARTED?
WE DIE LOOKING IN ON OURSELVES
LIKE A SHIPWRECK
THIS RIVER WILL TAKE ME, THIS RIVER WILL TAKE ME
ITS A FORTRESS
THESE SHIPWRECKS
ON THE SURFACE
BATTLES WAGED AND BATTLES THAT WE'VE LOST
RIBBONS
IN SILENCE WE SIT
IN SILENCE WE SLEEP
IN SILENCE WE MOURN
FOR BROTHERS, FOR SISTERS
2008 S/T [EP, 7"+CDR] – Hey Presto! Records
ACROSS THE GREAT DIVIDE
FAREWELL THIS PLACE
DOWN ANCIENT RIVERS WE SAIL
TOWARD POOLS OF GREY
EMPTY VISION, NEW BEGINNINGS
SHOULD I STAY OR SHOULD I GO
FROM THIS PALACE THAT WE'VE GROWN
FAR HORIZONS IN OUR MINDS
THESE ARE NEW WORLDS THESE ARE NEW LANDS
SHOULD I STAY OR SHOULD I GO
AND DANCE ACROSS THE WATERS EDGE
FAR HORIZONS IN OUR MINDS
THESE ARE NEW WORLDS THESE ARE NEW LANDS
WITHOUT SONGS, IN THESE CITIES
HOW ARE WE MEANT TO LIVE?
ULYSSES
ONE MEDLA, ONE SWORD
ONE SHIP TO RULE WHAT HE SAW
ONE HERO, ONE LAW
ONE CROWN TO BATTLE ONE LAW
CHOKING ON CINDERS FROM WILLOWS
THIS FIRE, IT BURNS THROUGH OUR STAVES
AND FACES, OF BRAVE MEN
HOPING TO FIGHT THROUGH THE FLAMES
NOTHING COULD EVER BE HOPED FOR
NOTHING COULD EVER BE SAVED
NOTHING COULD EVER BE HOPED FOR
NOTHING COULD EVER BE CHANGED
WHY IS IT WE ARE THE SLAVES?
IN THE HOSPITAL
WHAT LIGHT?
WHERE STILL LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL
WHAT LIGHT WHAT LIGHT YOU SEE
AND THEN CAME VIBRATIONS
BEHIND US THE CURTAIN
AND SCREECHING FROM BRAKING
BEHIND US THE REASON
WE STEPPED BACK AND LIFTED OUR HANDS
BEHIND US THE CURTAIN
ITS TO MUCH AND ALL TO CLOSE
BEHIND US THE CAUSE
BUT STILL, WE CRY
TO SAVE THEM
AND STILL WE CRY
WHAT LIGHT?
WHERE STILL LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL
WHAT LIGHT WHAT LIGHT YOU SEE
THE ANSWERS ARE BURIED IN THE SOIL
CALL US THE CIVIL, CALL US THE SAINTS
WE BANISHED THE MIGHTY FROM CASTLES TO GRAVES
FROM POORMEN TO SWORDSMEN, WE ARE THE ROUGES
GROWING FROM GASHES THEY LEFT IN THE THROWN
FROM SLUMS TO GALLOWS, WE ARE THE ROUGES
FROM POORMEN TO SWORDSMEN, WE ARE THE ROUGES
FAREWELL THIS PLACE
DOWN ANCIENT RIVERS WE SAIL
TOWARD POOLS OF GREY
EMPTY VISION, NEW BEGINNINGS
SHOULD I STAY OR SHOULD I GO
FROM THIS PALACE THAT WE'VE GROWN
FAR HORIZONS IN OUR MINDS
THESE ARE NEW WORLDS THESE ARE NEW LANDS
SHOULD I STAY OR SHOULD I GO
AND DANCE ACROSS THE WATERS EDGE
FAR HORIZONS IN OUR MINDS
THESE ARE NEW WORLDS THESE ARE NEW LANDS
WITHOUT SONGS, IN THESE CITIES
HOW ARE WE MEANT TO LIVE?
ULYSSES
ONE MEDLA, ONE SWORD
ONE SHIP TO RULE WHAT HE SAW
ONE HERO, ONE LAW
ONE CROWN TO BATTLE ONE LAW
CHOKING ON CINDERS FROM WILLOWS
THIS FIRE, IT BURNS THROUGH OUR STAVES
AND FACES, OF BRAVE MEN
HOPING TO FIGHT THROUGH THE FLAMES
NOTHING COULD EVER BE HOPED FOR
NOTHING COULD EVER BE SAVED
NOTHING COULD EVER BE HOPED FOR
NOTHING COULD EVER BE CHANGED
WHY IS IT WE ARE THE SLAVES?
IN THE HOSPITAL
WHAT LIGHT?
WHERE STILL LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL
WHAT LIGHT WHAT LIGHT YOU SEE
AND THEN CAME VIBRATIONS
BEHIND US THE CURTAIN
AND SCREECHING FROM BRAKING
BEHIND US THE REASON
WE STEPPED BACK AND LIFTED OUR HANDS
BEHIND US THE CURTAIN
ITS TO MUCH AND ALL TO CLOSE
BEHIND US THE CAUSE
BUT STILL, WE CRY
TO SAVE THEM
AND STILL WE CRY
WHAT LIGHT?
WHERE STILL LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL
WHAT LIGHT WHAT LIGHT YOU SEE
THE ANSWERS ARE BURIED IN THE SOIL
CALL US THE CIVIL, CALL US THE SAINTS
WE BANISHED THE MIGHTY FROM CASTLES TO GRAVES
FROM POORMEN TO SWORDSMEN, WE ARE THE ROUGES
GROWING FROM GASHES THEY LEFT IN THE THROWN
FROM SLUMS TO GALLOWS, WE ARE THE ROUGES
FROM POORMEN TO SWORDSMEN, WE ARE THE ROUGES
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