One million died to make this sound
Can't learn the words if you don't know the feeling
Can't get the feeling if you don't know the sound
One million died to make this sound
Your band
Your band is bland
Your band is bland ambition

Can't live on their remainders

Blackout at the terror trials
It's the 6th year of their wars
I'm pacing shotgun hallways while my fucking neighbour snores
But I swear I hear them cannon 6 miles out from shore
There's ravens in the gun trees
There's ravens in the gun trees
There's ravens in the gun tree

It will not be a tender fire
Upon your postcard mountains
No golden children will write hymns about
The slow defeat of your reckless destiny

Bullets in the bellies of babies
Sleeping in the strangest places
Indifferent to the blinding grace of
The vapor trails and b

We've all of us carried our load
Dull and young and bright and old
But thieves and liars rule everything we know
And thieves and liars rule everything that grows

All we want is what we're owed
We've all of us carried this load
Fucking high and awful low
We've all of

Babylon was built on fire
And the bones of useless machines
It hurt to breath
And you fell away from me

Packs of helicopters divide
Across a crowded sky
What angels did you ride
As I staggered at your side

Babylon was built on fire
And the bones of useless

I found a penny where the black waters blowed
A dagger, a crown, or home in the snow
And scraps, soil, and sentries for the children below
There's one that are liars & ones that don't know

There's one that are shattered & ones that get saved
I will not be buried in

Dust in the mouths of our wanderers
A promise that we'll never quit
So drunk though our hands are closely woven
Entire fleets of staggering ships
Now our ships lie in the floors of the ocean
And the oceans bleach on the rich
And the terrifying dreams of our wanderers

Dust in the mouths of our wanderers
A promise that we'll never quit
So drunk though our hands are closely woven
Entire fleets of staggering ships
Now our ships lie in the floors of the ocean
And the oceans bleach on the rich
And the terrifying dreams of our wanderers

Dust in the mouths of our wanderers
A promise that we'll never quit
So drunk though our hands are closely woven
Entire fleets of staggering ships
Now our ships lie in the floors of the ocean
And the oceans bleach on the rich
And the terrifying dreams of our wanderers

Don't tell me that I am free
Don't tell me that I am free

'Cause I have not been well
Lately

Dear brothers and sisters
dear enemies and friends

Why are we all so alone here
All we need is a little more hope, a little more joy
All we need is a little more light, a little less weight, a little more freedom.
If we were an army, and if we believed that we were an

Oh, my darling.
The leaves!
Oh, how they do breathe!
There's a heart inside of everything that nestles deep with tiny wings,
lay your hands inside this hand and gently sing.

The community is sick
(Please believe)
And the community is blind
(In labor and hope)
Yell
(And joy)

And it's colder than Poland
('Cause like a little boy)
And the sun is not shining
(I have destroyed)
Here
(Hope and joy)

And we're tangled in t

The community is sick and the community is blind, yeah
And it's colder than poland and the sun is not shining here
And we're tangled in the shit of each other's ruined affairs
And half of us are faking, and the other half is tired and scared

Please believe in labour and hope an

We live on an island called Montreal
And we make a lot of noise
Because we love each other

Stifled and entitled while they play at boring games
We're stifled and entitled while they play at boring games
But there's fire in our dreams, fire in our dreams, fire in our dreams<

They put angels in the electric chair
The electric chair, the electric chair
Straight up angels in the electric chair
The electric chair, the electric chair

They put angels in the electric chair
The electric chair, the electric chair
Straight up angels in the electric c

It's rolling

So goodbye lovely train tracks
And goodbye broken trees
The devil poured his concrete
'Cross all our empty fields
From shadows across our sunrise
And sand beneath our wheels
So goodbye lovely warehouse
And goodbye sleeping weeds
Your beauty was

We all got born so afraid
We still search for words to describe that pain
And cling to each other
Like pigeons in the rain
And nuzzle over feathered breasts
With beaks all worn and cracked and stained

Hang on to each other
And hang on to each other...

So this

Blown to waste, the starlight
Pale as the morning falls away
The devil reached on
And flat raised upon
Were torn asunder, 'neath his gaze

So come on ye' children
If there's one thing we know
It's that those gathering clouds
Are swinging low

So don't you be