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The Sirens, Too, Sang That Way

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Track Name: O The Sun
o the sun will rise again
on your warmth we depend
and on your warmth
we can rest
from rebirth
which laid low the best
Track Name: Apples Made Of Stone
all that i was and all that i knew
never was anything worth a damn
i was trying to figure out my place
within this catastrophe
all in all i face a wall that's bending over me
i'm mending the holes in it that shine so violently
i just want you to find me in all of this chaos.

all that i am and all that i know
surrounds everything permanently black
all the birds have flown, and all the people have seen
this unending mockery of innocence
and if you bring me things like apples made of stone
i will show you something worthless in return
every night we dig the grave of the golden morning.

far into the night time, i sang the hillside song
never do the words have meaning
but the folly of an insight
are the words that carry it to light
Track Name: Where The Bird Goes
o how i love to impress you all,
i am a pig in a princes stall
o how i love to close the doors and talk like a king
how come you don't see my face
snorting and drooling all over the place
how come you're going on about the same thing
you're always gonna be another person in disguise

i only wish for insanity,
to come and take everything away from me
i only wish to hear someone with something to say
there is a bird on my window sill,
you can hear what it says if you keep real still
but every time i try to speak, it flies away

and i only want to know where the bird goes when it flies
Track Name: The Devil's Garden
i must be in the devils garden
i can't believe what comes in from my eyes
is truth that they all see and seem to ignore
this is all.

we are all marching
we are all marching
we are all marching
sadly on

they may come around
hope is a good thing
i'm growing up to explain
that all this just might set us back
for the ultimate display
the sky is falling my dear
and i need your help to catch the ash
shades of fire pass by your eyes
and i was just wondering
i was just wondering
what we are gonna do before we die.

we are all marching
we are all marching
we are all marching
and looking around to see
who else is coming with us.