Lyrics to Freecard
Set against these hardest hours
Anger paled, for in this fear
The theft of privacy
We all see it break sometimes
See it tear us apart
That which left behind
Screams out loud this night
So much is asked in silence
Expect not and you'll find
A thousand miles from the nearest truth
Rotating, entangled
I continue not to heal
Another no-night
Waits its turn
So I call upon my freecard to postpone
If time was one with many faces
Which one would call to me?
Where all our paths in one now end
That with the power to gather the mislead
Now will lead them all astray
(now will lead them all astray)
Now will lead them all astray
So push it even further
To unsuspecting dark
Build that second layer
For the hours to take fast
A rest from the giving
Like a heart between beats
Greater than the need for community
The need for the right solitude
Oh, come to know
That an outrage is inevitable
Though many try
Escape is unsuccessful
In the midst of a nerve-night
The victim of soulkill
True self is mere torture
Death rides these nerves
Another no-night
Waits its turn
So I call upon my freecard to postpone
Anger paled, for in this fear
The theft of privacy
We all see it break sometimes
See it tear us apart
That which left behind
Screams out loud this night
So much is asked in silence
Expect not and you'll find
A thousand miles from the nearest truth
Rotating, entangled
I continue not to heal
Another no-night
Waits its turn
So I call upon my freecard to postpone
If time was one with many faces
Which one would call to me?
Where all our paths in one now end
That with the power to gather the mislead
Now will lead them all astray
(now will lead them all astray)
Now will lead them all astray
So push it even further
To unsuspecting dark
Build that second layer
For the hours to take fast
A rest from the giving
Like a heart between beats
Greater than the need for community
The need for the right solitude
Oh, come to know
That an outrage is inevitable
Though many try
Escape is unsuccessful
In the midst of a nerve-night
The victim of soulkill
True self is mere torture
Death rides these nerves
Another no-night
Waits its turn
So I call upon my freecard to postpone
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