The handle on the door
You cannot touch
The knot in the wood
You cannot cut
A good thing... we had too much
Smoke is rising above
The fire is getting hotter in the wind
Coal blackened eyes looking on...
Going blind
The splinter deep inside
Your second skin
Princess feeling nothing underneath
I wonder, does it ever feel the same?

Everybody's asking
When you are ever coming back
I tell them that you're sorry
But you're frozen in your tracks
The fox in the headlights
Never knowing it is wrong
Staring down the righteous road
It's lonely and it's long

Photographs and pictures
Reminders we won't be going through
I wonder
Do they even look the same?

Now it's going faster
And we're stuck here in this place
The water is getting deeper,
Cutting lines into my face
The lights are out and broken,
It looks different in the dark
They are out setting fires,
Kill the means to make your mark

Another slippery stone
We thought it was dry
Flat enough to stand
And trust until we die
But we don't really know
We think we are wise
Deaf, dumb and blind
We think we have eyes


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    Lyric CorrectionI love this song and I could be wrong but the lyrics sound more like this :


    "The handle on the door you cannot touch
    The knot in the wood you cannot touch
    A good thing we had too much

    Smoke is rising above
    The fire's getting hotter in the wind
    And your coal blackened eyes looking on,
    Going blind

    The splinter deep inside your second skin
    The prince is feeling nothing underneath
    And I wonder does it even feel the same.

    Everybody's asking when you're ever coming back
    and you (I'll?) tell them that you're sorry
    but you're frozen in your tracks;
    the fox is in the headlights,
    never knowing it is wrong
    staring down the righteous road
    it's lonely and it's long.

    Photographs and pictures that we drew
    remind us that we won't be going through
    and I wonder do they even look the same
    I wonder do they even look the same?

    Now it's going faster
    and we're stuck here in this place
    the water's getting deeper
    cutting lines into my face
    the lights are out and broken
    it looks different in the dark
    they're out there setting fires,
    kill the means to make your mark.

    Another slippery stone
    We thought that it was dry
    and flat enough to stand and
    trust until we die
    we don't really know
    we think that we are wise
    deaf and dumb and blind,
    we think that we have eyes."



    Lindberghon February 25, 2010   Link
  • 0
    General CommentOops. Second line: cut* not touch. Should've proofed
    Lindberghon February 25, 2010   Link

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