Big Empty Below (or The Glass Crucifix) Lyrics

Hanging on the Glass Crucifix
Long as this mad dreams gone one
Over a half a score, 300 dark songs
Imagine never waking up and never going to sleep
Living in between is such a bludgeoning sweet thing
So I let the stabbing perpetuate the darling myth
That waking dreams' are not walking towards a hanging cliff
No longer deliverable to the arms of He on high
Blistering on that cross it gets so hot and then you die

I want to be awoken
I've heard that voice
It has spoken
The real me, so long forgotten
Has emerged from the Big Empty Below

How long, how long have I lived in silence?
An avoidance of all pain and all sorrow
When horror is a daily occurrence
That I masked with an antidote for today and tomorrow
How long did I stand mute and deaf?
Strewn about miles of land
So bereft of any resemblance to the past
Despite the tall, looming shadow the Glass Crucifix cast yeah

I want to be awoken
I've heard that voice
It has spoken
The real me, so long forgotten
Has emerged from the Big Empty Below

Copyright 2007 Beau Phillips