Album: Clockwork Angels
Through the days of lonesome absolution.
We survive while spinning in our universe
After all were in for the long haul, after all were in for the long fight
Hitting all the bulleyes, yet staying out of harmsway,
Whats the point of using your tech, when you walk around at midnight
A headlong flight, with our eyes closed, we won't give up till were all
Alone, nobody but us and our wants. Alone in the end, human's always win.
Through our glassy gaze the world is blue,
Not the temprature of me without you.
After all were just trying grab all we can,
Not so bad that we can't go back again.
Trying to hit all the targets a casuality of human desires
The wicked means of golden light.
Another headlong flight into that night, sky, our eyes are closed
Now that were all alone, the clouds are thick our GPS isn't always right
How do we see going in this headlong flight
Out of the dark with our eyes open wide,
It's just chance that were still our flying.
Out to pass the next hurdle we've created
A moonless night we fly with our eyes closed