Satellites In Fists Lyrics - Singles - Anatomy Of A Ghost

Stop to question satellites 

Lost in vast expansions of space 

Place it in fists 

Finding more than we asked 

For 'misconceptions' reflective 

Glance into what we should have known "it was right there." 

If you could have just flown by unnoticed, unchallenged 

We would still have careless wonder left in our eyes 

Now we just wait to see behind yours 

Behind eyes these sidewalks twist and tremble 

Under the new found failures 

Swirls of red and gray mixtures of the brick inlay, 

Tear the clouds 

Bring on the rain 

Watching faces fall everyday 

Letting it wash them down 

We never thought too little 

Just not enough 

So now back to present found at the tops of rock walls 

Where the spires climb so tall 

The wheat fields growing all to much importance of fate, 

Of faith bridges collapse behind us 

Leaving no way out 

Still lost in thought 

We find none of this bothersome not troubling whatsoever 

Claim what's ours 

The headlights ahead are in blinking confirmation 

Offering reassurance we were right 

Take it back down 

This is me hanging from a nail, 

Missing the broken frame 

And burnt edges 

Face cut out between two worlds, 

The first so obviously surreal 

And the other so lifelike yet so dead 

And true 

But which should we choose, 

Holding our feet, 

Building our cities