Blood

Lyrics

Guided As though by creation The blood pumping to the heart Bypasses the brain The words become More than a mirror A minor abstraction Of the endless parade It's grave We march Through time What say? Who winds The clock That falls off of the wall? The meaning comes and goes Birds who bite their toes Tree-top flying foes Eyes as hard as stone These words I do not know No idea when they'll unfold My compass must be broke The wrong end of an inside joke It's grave Wе march Through time What say? Who winds The clock That falls off of the wall Thеre's too much information To process for the brain I'm not so simple We rely on each other in this house of blood Denying the other, one last chance to come We rely on each other in this house of blood Denying the other, one last chance to come We rely on each other in this house of blood Denying the other, one last chance to come We rely on each other in this house of blood Denying the other, one last chance to come Clean