Where's the emotion?

Tuned to the sound of sincerity

Without connection

The lesson doesn't come for free

Senseless distractions

Your spoken words are just a lie

These interactions

The desperate act of fleeting minds



Constant illuminations

With no hope of preservation

Nothing but friendly fire

Soon you will be home again



Buried expression

They are the heart of everything

Distant impressions

When there is nothing left to say

So damn lucky

To be hear at the end of the end of the day

So damn lucky

When all the streets still cal your name



Constant illuminations

With no hope of preservation

Nothing but friendly fire

Soon you will be home again



(Spirit dies within)



Constant illuminations

With no hope of preservation

Nothing but friendly fire

Soon you will be home again



The spirit, the spirit, the spirit

It dies within