Alone in Paradise

During the laceration
All you want to do is cry
But it laughs at realization
How quickly fresh blood dries

Needs no explanation
It's gonna take a lot of time
Ideas above our station
And over the fog in my mind

And it's the same face
Presenting the same lie
If you keep walking sideways
If you keep changing your mind

When I see I see my signs
Obsolete, your voices are...
Obsolete, your voices are...
Obsolete, your voices are...

They say, silence, it sometimes pays
In war, silence, it sometimes pays
They say, silence, it sometimes pays
In love, silence, it sometimes pays

Souls and windows, stops existing
Holes where his eyes used to be
Needle and thread hold together
His love for the dead, all new savior

Saw the seashore, unfamiliar
The water and oil, unfamiliar
Success and toil, unfamiliar
Unaccustomed, unfamiliar

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Seek the hidden words; as time unfolds, you'll find the answers