Tenere Acacia 歌词

You shout death at a funeral, fire when burning So far from yourself you lose all discerning It's comforting to know I'm not alone in the end Hell’s captives have earned their scorched skin Can't see the forest for the trees, you let the birds sing You're fucking up the perfect calm to keep your throat clean Can't see the forest for the trees, you let the birds sing You lost your voice amongst the rain, but you keep screaming But you live for this trying anything to feel dissonant Brushed under the table I wish I was able to let this go again You're fighting filth with disgust and it's boiling up Casting harm with these hands of compassion It's not supposed to be easy you were born of love Now you squander these gifts with every last stone Tear the blue from my eyes, rip the words from my throat Tear the blue from my eyes, rip the words from my throat Lose yourself amongst those words After all it's not your hearse Lose yourself amongst those words I have blinded myself things can be different than what I see Always lost on another road Have I cheated myself refusing to drink from a foreign stream? I'm afraid, yet expect to grow But how can we grow if we don't know ourselves? Can't see the forest for the trees, you let the birds sing (We don't know ourselves, we don't know ourselves) You're fucking up the perfect calm to keep your throat clean Can't see the forest for the trees, you let the birds sing (You don't know yourself) You lost your voice amongst the rain, but you keep screaming But you live for this trying anything to feel dissonant Brushed under the table I wish I was able to let this go again But you live for this trying anything to feel dissonant Brushed under the table I wish I was able to let this go again