Lyrics:

Mouth the words to deny, deny the symptoms
As in, 'Oh yeah, I'm doing fine'
As I've found a most endearing psychosis
Somewhere out there there's a thrill, I swear
Desperate as I am, I just can't strip bare and bleed
The only purity I've known
But I lay with reason
Found logic conceived in a walk with skin
I sleep with reason, producing these monsters
Under painted catcalls as in temptation
Yeah, there's a key to be in
But there's no shade, no shade to blame
Waterfalls in a cool grey
And the struggle is colored grey this day
The caw of crows fills up the picture plane
This is your picture plane in central neutral grey
Absinthe to slight the pain
This world's this worst case color scheme
Streaks of oil stain
Stained the road he crawled on homeward
Oh yeah, oh yeah, he killed the switch, with some unwieldy gauge
Absence and light remains

I lay with reason, found logic and reap in a walk with sin
El sueno razon produce monsinios
When does this dream end?
Now I've missed another whole season
I've missed the fall
Clearly its fallen
On this land, as fields once green are ochre now
This is no dream
Trees have turned to skeleton
This is no dream
Roots teased and knotted
Just below the surface skin of ground
Stitched between the earth and the sky
Struggling to hold it down
Sometimes to realize
You gotta lose track, lose track of sight
Blurring my vision makes it clear
The tiny moving parts make up the whole
The image is clear, a tower is built of my own pride
I cry in the shade that if offers, the only shelter I've known
When does this dream end? When does this dream end?
This is no dream
This is the walking, living, breathing, caricature of a memory

Shamelessly I cave in
To temptation of creation
But still my only thrill
Is empty sidewalks, silent streets
The caw of crows fills up the picture plane
Our picture plain is veiled in central neutral grey
Absinthe to slight the pain
This world's this worst case color scheme
Streaks of oil stain
Stained the road he crawled on homeward
Oh yeah, oh yeah, he killed the switch, with some unwieldy gauge
Absence and light remains
Life is lowly anonymity
In death, a noble pose, a Marat David
Tell me who wouldn't give their lives
For such a soap box to die behind
Life is lowly, lowly anonymity
In the space of a smile, I found sleep
As in sorrow, so shall ye reap
Reap the promised end to the struggle
Reap every point on our linear path
Reap the smiles in time we borrow
Every harvest relies on the last
Reap the promising song of the sparrow
That they learned from the birth of sea
Silenced by the threnody of the crows
Reap the fallen fruit of the dogwood tree

But I witnessed in all this silence
One soul's definition of beauty
A backlit smile so temporary
A facade so rich with evil history
Cast in direct opposition
Set to overwhelm his moment to shine and sleep
Came out on top of what was borrowed
And found all that beauty to be still
Every breath as in sorrow
Reap the promised end to this path
By every image that we borrow
Every harvest depends on the past
Subdivide in factions, our linear forever
We subdivide our waking hours to sleep
While guilty eyes turn toward a porch light
Enlightenment is losing sight
Somewhere out there there's a thrill, I swear
In this low light town
When my shift begins the streets reflecting
Yellow, yellow, yellow
In the vacancy that overwhelms
Red, red, red
Your vehicle the color of expansion
Open up, open up, open up
The latter just a thought to thrill me
Knock knock knock, knock knock knock, knock knock
The latter just a thought to thrill me
Red is a four letter word, four letter invitation
Now my head is locked in the direction of the sun
In the direction of the sun
In the direction of the sun
Now my head is locked in the direction of the sun
N the direction of the sun
Life is lowly anonymity
In death, a noble pose, a Marat David
Tell me who wouldn't give their lives
For such a soap box to leave behind
I know it's all been done before
I want to do it again
I know it's all been done before
Life is lowly anonymity
In death, a noble pose, a Marat David
Life is lowly, lowly anonymity
In the space of a smile, I found sleep
I know it's all been done before
I want to do it again, I want to do it again
I know it's all been done before
I want to do it again, I want to do it again
I know it's all been done before
I want to do it again, I want to do it again
Life is lowly anonymity
In death, a noble pose, a Marat David
Life is lowly, lowly anonymity
Life is lowly, lowly anonymity
Life is lowly, lowly anonymity
Life is lowly, lowly anonymity
In stillness, absence, sorrow
In silence, I pick sorrow
In stillness, absence, sorrow
This night our journey's through the dark
Kill the switch, kill the switch, a welcome comatose
Tonight we journey, this night our journey's through the dark
Kill the switch, kill the switch, a welcome comatose
Tonight we journey, this night our journey's through the dark
Kill the switch, kill the switch, a welcome comatose
Tonight we journey, this night our journey's through the dark
Kill the switch, kill the switch, a welcome comatose
Tonight we journey, this night our journey's through the dark
This night our journey's through the dark
This night our journey's through the dark
This night our journey's through the dark
As in sorrow
So shall ye weep
As in reason
So shall ye sleep
As in sorrow
So shall ye weep
As in reason
So shall ye sleep