Tiny Voices Lyrics - Stranger Than Fiction - Bad Religion

The brown and orange sky holds its breath 

As the sun retreats to the distant horizon 

And our hearts palpitate anxiously as we soon will lay supine 

And wait for sleep to overcome us 

And from somewhere in our black subconscious minds when we're asleep 

Comes a haunting swelling mass of voices resonating 

It screams of forgotten victims and the cries of innocence 

And the desperate plea for recognition and recompense 

Tiny voices 

Echoes of our heritage, our long and sallow faces turn the other way 

Tiny voices 

Harbored deep within as we outwardly deny that they have something to say 

And if you don't confront them they will never go away 

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The billions of tiny pinhole embers fade into a morning sky 

Filled with poignant morose wonder 

Waking to bear a cosmetic peace that verifies the turmoil 

That we carry deep inside 

And from somewhere in our black subconscious minds when we're asleep 

Comes a haunting swelling mass of voices resonating 

It screams of forgotten victims and the cries of innocence 

And the desperate plea for recognition and recompense 

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Tiny voices 

Echoes of our heritage, our long and sallow faces turn the other way 

Tiny voices 

Harbored deep within as we outwardly deny that they have something to say 

And if we don't confront them they will never go away