SecondhandSmokesignals

Adhere, Here

It’s facts like these that push the faith in humanity until it slips;
That even miracles sometimes have venom on their lips.
And I won’t say you’re wrong to let your guard down,
But nothing will ever lift you up if you can’t let go of the ground.
Follow no orders but your own,
Many families but never a home.
Try to face this world alone, in a constant search for an answer you’ve always known.
Keep your heart locked in a safe place,
And that half smile on your face.
But not ever stop the chase for the peace you lost so long ago and still have not replaced.
It’s dreams like these that make me wish I’d never slept,
Sent back to words not meant, promises never kept.
And I won’t say you’re wrong to keep your trust from everyone you know,
But til you find a route to trust, you’ll have nowhere to go.

Lost

It’s clear by now that this lesson hasn’t taken,
We’re still completely lost and you won’t learn to read the stars.
I understand the way the borealis owns you,
But life lived only in this moment can only go so far.
I still think we need to get out of here.
It’s clear by now that this place will try to take us,
And we’ve completely lost everything we learned under dead stars.
I understand the coldness of the colors,
But we can either leave now, or with scars.
I know we need to get out of here.
So breathe, carry every inch of air you can get into your lungs,
Note the starting point, and run.
It should be clear by now that we’ve got a lot to learn,
We got completely lost and the stars no longer shine.
You’ll understand the way the stillness kills you,
But you know you’ll never mind.
It’s clear, somehow, with no words to guide us,
We can’t be forever lost, even under a dead sky.
Just understand that this place changes you,
Now go, and don’t ask why.
It’s time to get out of here.
So breathe, carry every inch of air you can get into your lungs,
Note the starting point, and run.
We never saw the casualties of the war when it was won,
I don’t need you to wake up and see what you’ve done.
Take my hand, face the trees and run.
We didn’t know
We didn’t, how could we have known?
We didn’t ever know.
The beauty of this place is a grave to unrest,
Its serenity hails death to the fires in our chests.
Content and unaware of what’s been done,
I’m awake now,
(You don’t need to see this)
It’s time to leave this fucking place.
It’s time to
Time to run.
So breathe, carry every inch of air you can get into your lungs,
Note the starting point, and run.
We never saw the casualties of the war when it was won,
I don’t need you to wake up and see what you’ve done.
Take my hand, face the trees and run.
I can’t keep you from evil, from the plagues of all the world else,
But I can see how far I’ll go to save you from yourself,
Just try not to get lost.

Incidentally

You wear the past like a tinfoil halo
That’s held together by a wish and a piece of tape.
You need to find yourself on the next train out,
You need to make up your mind and make your escape.
I can feel the dead whispering in the walls,
They’re always talking, always calling names that sound like yours.
But their voices are always overpowered
By the recollections of your time getting to know the floor.
I need you to remember what you’ve done,
The pieces of your history that make you who you are,
I need you to burn this truth into yourself,
And never be ashamed of your scars.

Post (Charlatan)

Somewhere, many miles back
They can still hear the echoes of the last attack.
Another picture of another broken home,
Another well that we could not leave enough alone.

I never thought I’d be one of the bad guys,
The ones with stories, ones we never wish to share.
I never thought I’d see the world through dead eyes,
That kind that can’t see anymore, they just stare.

Did you see this coming? We were putting kids in the ground, you were looking away.

One more apathetic excuse,
Another hangman taking pride in his noose.
You sing the saddest song of regret
While taking pictures of the fires that you made us set.

I never asked to be one of the good guys,
Sustainability is all that I wanted.
What kind of punishment is this? For your crimes
Everyone but you has been haunted.

Did you know this was coming? You told us to calm down while you tore the world apart.

As the sun sets, and your mind plays host to dreams,
I want you to see everything.
Bombs bursting in air, giving proof through the nights last screams.
I want you to see.

The last flag holds the home of a hero,
Body count is high, but the rewards are zero.
The long awaited letter arrives,
Rubber stamped emotion signed with gold letter lies.

I always knew I’d be one of the last guys
To bring a bullet where they’d never need to be.
But things are different, these indeed are dark times.
The monsters have control, only the martyrs die free.

What have you done? You’ve betrayed your entire fucking species.

As the sun sets, and your mind plays host to dreams,
I want you to see everything.
The bombs bursting in air, giving proof through the nights last screams
I want you to see fucking everything.

You’ll never understand what it’s like
To move a million miles an hour but be trapped in your own mind.
If there were justice you’d be dead in your grave,
But you put her in the ground when you made Freedom your slave.

Run

Run with your eyes open, I want you to see
I want you to see everything.
Keep your eyes open, and run til your legs turn to dust.
Your time is coming, you’ll have to answer to us.

Damp Shoulders Eventually Freeze

If we all took the time to sit back, press rewind and look over the things that were done,
We wouldn’t be here at all.
Just remind yourself of the things that you did on your side of the wall.
You turned faith into a disease, you buried hope in the filth of your words.
When the walls came down, the weak were walked to their deaths in herds.
And now you stand before us all,
A hostage to your own intent.
A pale shadow of your best,
A bitter monument to the wasted years you spent.

If you’d just quell your fears and sit still you could hear what I’m trying to say;
We wouldn’t be here at all.
Just remind yourself of the things you said
On your side of the wall.
You sang hope into nightmares, the poems of the grave.
When the message was received, the weak became the slaves.
So now you stand before us all,
Telling this tale of change,
-I’m not listening.

I think I had alot more to say to you,
But I can see you’re busy bleeding out.
I won’t fix what I didn’t break anymore,
At least you’ll have that to think about.

One Night Saint

I’m still here, just hanging around, watching you drown.
And it’s so unclear what could be found somewhere deep down inside of you.
You don’t see any reason, you don’t feel any drive,
You’d kill yourself to prove you were ever alive.
And I can’t take this, watching you break this,
Everything that ever defined you.

So I’ll draw near enough for you to see and recognize me
And have no fear of the words that I say, you’ll listen to me this time.
Why should I give you reasons, and just how far would you drive,
To prove to me you can’t even live your own life?
Well, I won’t take this, can’t watch you break this,
As you fall further than where they could ever find you.

No more stigmata, no more will I let you bleed.
I won’t let you pour yourself onto the floor,
When the blood that you draw comes from me.
This ends forever, I will not watch you die
I cannot keep you safe from yourself all the time,
But tonight I can know that I tried.

Singing Again

Let’s sing to life, and giving ours a better start,
Let’s drink to health, and how we tore our own apart.
Let’s live right now in what we only dreamed of then,
Let’s start the song and never, ever, let it end.