Intra Noir

from Mother of Failure by Peasant Hands

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lyrics

A vast fog surrounds us
Our notes and our tired voice
A revolver of loss
Where miles spun with dreaded filth
Weary and tired (we found a name)

Promise once looked in our face
Then looked away
Then looked away

Then with the season’s change, we crawled home to
Reality
Reality

Foreshadows had, whispered insane
They were afraid
They were afraid

We were lost in the gears of our fate

But if there was, a phrase to claim
If we had, a phrase to say

“WE WILL LIVE ON!”
(then we lived on)

We were awake
We were awake

Another season changed, we crawled back to
Reality
Reality

Then the wheels of our youth turned away

From our light
The more sincerity
Bathes us in the dark
(without light)
The more sincerity
bathes us in the dark

(The same place where we could look at each others’ face)
We all age as one
From skin to dust
as age promised, our voice darkened

Abandon all we know,
Infinity is timeless
We will have lived far beyond it

Let our every mistake
Go un-apologized
May our every word, honestly
For a full moment last
Our every dark hymn
For a second ring
Now our name is not just a name

The further we move
From the moth’s nest
Far from that deadly pulse
(Recessing from what is real)
Save us from the very sun
That we could never be

We must move on