She was in the back yard,
Digging out a trench
Praying for her father’s gun again.
All the holy weight they’d laid across your back
And the hundred years you’ll waste
just thanking them for that.
And you can’t blame anyone for what you’ve done
Oh my God you can’t blame anyone
Before the bridges are built, you’ll burn them down.
You had built a new face,
empty but awake
And painted it the one shade you could never fake.
Love had kicked your crutches
out from underneath.
I was still the sandstone cutting up your feet.
God was in our back yard, tearing down the fence,
Calling out our father’s name again.
So we fixed him to the floor, covered up his ears
And spent another lifetime
Shaking off our fears.
Oh but I could be something else entirely
And spill out of my burning head
And underneath your door.
No, I do not see what you see
in your old eyes.
And I will be cutting up your feet
for eternity.


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  • +3
    My InterpretationI agree with dokbeast and I think "empty by the wake" is "empty but awake".
    Lnksyron December 23, 2009   Link
  • +1
    My InterpretationI disagree with quite a few of the lyrics here, but I'm also not very good at doing lyrics. Anyay, this is what I'm hearing

    She was in the backyard
    diggin' out a trench,
    prayin' for her father's gun again
    all the holy weight they laid across your back
    A hundred years you waste just thanking them for that

    AND YOU CAN'T BLAME ANYONE
    FOR WHAT YOU'VE DONE
    AND YOU CAN'T BLAME ANYONE
    FOR WHAT YOU'VE DONE
    OH MY GOD YOU CAN'T
    BLAME.
    ANYONE.
    BEFORE YOUR BRIDGES ARE BUILT, YOU'LL BURN THEM DOWN

    You rebuilt a new face
    empty by the wake (I question this line the most..)
    painted it the one shade you could never fake
    love would kick your crutches out from underneath
    I was still a sandstone cutting up your feet
    God was in our back yard
    tearing down our fence
    calling out our father's name again
    we fixed him to the floor
    covered up his ears
    spending out a lifetime shaking off our fears

    AND YOU CAN'T BLAME ANYONE
    FOR WHAT YOU'VE DONE
    AND YOU CAN'T BLAME ANYONE
    FOR WHAT YOU'VE DONE
    OH MY GOD YOU CAN'T
    BLAME.
    ANYONE.
    BEFORE YOUR BRIDGES ARE BUILT, YOU'LL BURN THEM DOWN

    Oh, but I could be
    something else, entirely
    and spill out of my burning hand
    and underneath your door
    and no, I do not see what you see in your old eyes
    and I will be cutting up your fear for eternity

    AND YOU CAN'T BLAME ANYONE
    FOR WHAT YOU'VE DONE
    AND YOU CAN'T BLAME ANYONE
    FOR WHAT YOU'VE DONE
    OH MY GOD YOU CAN'T
    BLAME.
    ANYONE.
    BEFORE YOUR BRIDGES ARE BUILT, YOU'LL BURN THEM DOWN
    Xialohon December 16, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General Comment"she was in the back yard
    digging out a trench
    praying her fathers gun, again
    all the holy weight they
    layed across your back
    one hundred years we wasted
    thanking them for that"

    "here we built a new face
    60 miles away
    painted it the one shade you could never fake
    mother kicked your crutches, out from underneath
    I was still a sandstone cutting up your feet
    God was in my backyard tearing down my fence
    calling out our fathers name again
    we fixed him to the floor, covered up his ears
    spending all our lifetime shaking off our fears"

    Thats what I hear, could be wrong though
    Ronc815on August 25, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General Commentpretty sure it's "spent another lifetime shaking of our fears"
    dokbeast7on December 17, 2009   Link
  • 0
    Lyric Correctioni think its "For every bridge that's built, you'll burn them down"
    BrandCudi182on April 26, 2012   Link

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