Remember the mornings Remember dawn Remember when we sailed away To see the birth of a thousand years Remember smiles Remember forests Remember seas
Well, I dreamed I went out wandering I heard promises become fables forgotten I saw bridges stretching out across the water And towers pushing taller
And maybe he's been informed that He's pushing gats hidden in the back, beneath the floor mats Come on Jack, we don't have time for your bullshit or
man And what's it like Living life You may ask Standing on the other side A two way glass Well it's not what it's cracked up to be I'll tell you that
for all its got To get my shoddy rotten ribs stick, forgot my ribs I got a lil' something called a spirit crisis on my skull And it's nothing short of
old ears could almost hear Men of great numbers call out Oden's hail And though he did know already Though he turned face towards sky And whispered silent words forgotten
's mine Mine, mine, mine Take what's mine Give this to me Take what's mine, take what's mine, mine... Take what's mine, take what's mine, take what's
countless pyres by the stone He let his hands carees the black ground Among this urn's' dark ashes lies memories of past times hidden Ruins of the times
run dry, but waters flow No sun in the sky, but flowers grow A silent scream that hurts my ears A friendly word that causes fears That's what we are
of the first time you went in together, alone? And your death is a failure in hiding, but there's nothing left. Feel the water, black water. we are quite hopeless, forgotten
hear Men of great numbers call out Oden's hail And though he did know already Though he turned face towards sky And whispered silent words forgotten
And maybe he's been informed that He's pushing gats hidden in the back, beneath the floor mats Come on Jack, we don't have time For your bullshit or
the roof, Right on time and bring the truth. Nighttime frozen in parking lots Backside winter and I forgot Early morning china bowls Silent shell in
s music rings Rueful is the tune, wailful the soughing Soothing is the choir, murmur of the trees Time to forget all the heartache and pain Time to leave
