HE WHO SAW THE DEEP

by I LIKE TRAINS

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1.
Lose me in Half truths and alibis. I want to believe in you. I want you to lose me in half truths and alibis. The feeling is, The feeling is one I remember from way back when. Way back when we were kings, And the way that the cold left its mark on our skin. You buried my head in the sand. We were slipping up slowly. Cold hands wrapped around our throats, And as the storm about us broke, Well we were busy making plans, Plans to keep ourselves afloat. We rise, we fall, we pitch, we yaw, No sleep, no sleep, no sleep, repeat. We rise, we fall, we pitch, we yaw, No sleep, no sleep, no sleep, repeat. We rise, we fall, we pitch, we yaw, No sleep, no sleep, no sleep, repeat. We rise, we fall, we pitch, we yaw, No sleep, no sleep, no sleep, repeat. We rise, we fall, we pitch, we yaw, No sleep, no sleep, no sleep, repeat. We rise, we fall, we pitch, we yaw, No sleep, no sleep, no sleep, No sleep, no sleep, no sleep. The feeling is, The feeling is one I remember from way back when. Way back when we were kings, And the way that the cold left its mark on our skin. You buried my head in the sand. We were slipping up slowly.
2.
Knee deep and born into it, You didn’t ask for this and don’t I know it? A father’s son, We couldn’t hope for less. Pry these words from my cold dead lips, Home is where the heart is. And the ghosts I draw Will leave you cold. A bankrupt father To skin and bones. I’m moving over. I’m making room for you. I’m making room. I will occupy the space between What you say and what you mean. And you say That the devil's in the detail. And if that’s true, When he is through with me he will Sure as hell be after you. And the ghosts I draw Will leave you cold. A bankrupt father To skin and bones. We escape, we escape, we escape, With our minds made up. We escape, we escape, we escape, And our time is up.
3.
Into your Crooked arms I fall. Once again, Your lights will guide me in. A promise to myself I break I know, The night will always win. Safe in hope we sleep. We held our breath, And we saw the deep. We saw the deep. We held our breath As we slipped beneath This cold heartless sea. (Guide us in,) You followed me down (Your truth will out,) In search of the truth. (From far and wide.) We saw its leaves (Unfold) Through salt stung eyes. It tore at our hands. (I knew we’d pay) We held on tight. Safe in hope we sleep. We held our breath, And we saw the deep. Some cold comfort in Sealing our fate, Though we never speak Since we saw the deep. In a fog-like sleep I slip beneath Your skin. In a fog-like sleep I slip beneath Your skin. In a fog-like sleep I slip beneath Your skin.
4.
Our star burns bright, As we curse it for the final time, And we forget to breathe. And we regret The process of our age, Progress, stagnation and decay, And we breathe deep. And as we realise That hope is not enough, Our game is up. So caught up in the whens and whys, We forget to breathe. Breathe in, Breathe out, Breathe deep. Well for a year we lived as kings. We had everything that we could ever need, And we slept. We slept soundly in our royal beds, As the walls came crashing down, Around our ears. And as we realise That hope is not enough, Our game is up. So caught up in the whens and whys, We forget to breathe. As we realise That hope is not enough, Our game is up.
5.
We’ve made our beds, And now we lay. Revenge is sweet. If only we could stem the tide, If only we could. As Europe slips into the sea, Well we could have saved a million more. We’ve made our beds and now we lay. A snake can shed its skin but never change. And if we all pray hard enough, And keep our noses clean, Maybe we’ll be saved. The wind blows from the east, We will sail this ship into the setting sun. The wind blows from the east, We will sail this ship into the setting sun The wind blows from the east, We will sail this ship into the setting sun The wind blows from the east, We will sail this ship into the setting sun As Europe slips into the sea, Well we could have saved a million more. We’ve made our beds and now we lay. A snake can shed its skin but never change. As Europe slips into the sea, Well we could have saved a million more. We’ve made our beds and now we lay. A snake can shed its skin but never change.
6.
Your romantic gestures, They are lost on me. Even with a heart of stone, If it ends as it began we will never know. We marched bravely From the lions' den. Their shadows flicker in the flame. We marched bravely From the lions' den. They grow more human everyday, And we were lost. How long Before the lights come on? Before they wake, And there is hell to pay? We will be gone Before the lights come on. Well the writing's on the wall. We marched bravely From the lions' den. Their shadows flicker in the flame.
7.
04:12
This skin full of bones Offers me no Resistance to your charms, And I am on the rocks. I have chosen Ruffled feathers and the devil we know best. You sing to me, And I, I am lost. You will find me in The darkest corners and I will ask you to leave. I want nothing here that doesn’t need to be. I have chosen Ruffled feathers and the devil we know best. You sing to me, And I, I am lost. You sing to me, With your arms wide open and You sing to me, With a bird in your hand. You sing to me, With your arms wide open and You sing to me. I will stay here, If you want me to. I will stay here, If you ask me.
8.
Some things are better left forgotten Or the weight of the world will crush your bones In an ideal situation This will all be over soon And I will leave this world in pieces I will leave it to the scarab and the crows Under seas and under soil In a million years our bones will be your oil One by one it happens to us all When you least expect your sky will tumble down We were surprised to find it was our time to sink or swim And I will leave this world in pieces I will leave it to the scarab and the crows Under seas and under soil In a million years our bones will be your oil We’re out of our depth in a sea of regrets and I hate to say I told you so We’re out of our depth in a sea of excess and This is everything I hoped it would be
9.
04:11
These broken bones Won’t build a ship. This much I know, And the rest, the rest I will learn. We climb mountains to buy ourselves time, Only to find to our surprise, That the higher we climb, The further we have to fall. You’ll fall with me. I turn to face Your cold embrace. I will go down with this ship, As captain and crew I have no choice. We climb mountains to buy ourselves time, Only to find to our surprise, That the higher we climb, The further we have to fall. You’ll fall with me. I turn to face Your cold embrace. Your heart will have a hard time Not melting in our arms. And your heart will have a hard time Not melting in our arms. I turn to face The cold embrace of some forgotten sea, As we climb mountains to buy ourselves time.
10.
The echo of success In the beating of a heart Will tear your life apart, And your forgotten dreams, As futile as they seem, Gave you hope. Now that hope is not enough, All the people that you meet Are as hollow as they seem. Close your bright eyes, Close your bright eyes, Close your bright eyes. Delusions of grandeur, A divorce before marriage. An open wound Finds you here, Under slate grey skies, Under slate grey skies. Close your bright eyes, Close your bright eyes, Close your bright eyes. Close your bright eyes, Close your bright eyes, Close your bright eyes.
11.
03:23
No dress rehearsal, No third time lucky, Empty handed you return. No olive branches, We took our chances, We took our chances, now they’re gone. Nothing says it’s over, Quite like the way you hit the sea.

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released October 25, 2010

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