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Sit back
And feel the silence in the air
If the world’s a threat
There’s a beauty in surrendering
Out
From beyond the confines of your case
There’s a beauty in surrendering
And in from the outside
A collapse brings the news
In from the outside:
An emergency
Just feel the volume of the air
If the world’s a threat
There’s a beauty in surrendering
This is designed to be the harbinger of something more
DEPORTATION AND RETURN
At least on the outside
There’s a market for these painful poses
Wrapped around your world
And when we’re on the outside
There’s a market force that’s smooth and silent
Wrapped around your world
And it’s crying for business
I don’t know where we get off
The hours pass through empty days
And day is night when I remember the value of the automatic
When we’re on the outside
There’s no market that’s not cold
Wrapped around your world
And it’s crying for business
I don’t know where we get off
The hours pass through empty days
And day is night when I remember the value of the automatic
Please count back until the days when words weren’t cheap and calculations
Found a place where they were wanted
With the value of the automatic
Earthbound sounds still ringing in my ear
And only semi-audible; trapped beneath a downpour
Cut it
And feel the silence in the air
If the world’s a threat
There’s a beauty in surrendering
Out
From beyond the confines of your case
There’s a beauty in surrendering
A collapse brings the news
In from the outside:
An emergency
If the world’s a threat
There’s a beauty in surrendering
This is designed to be the harbinger of something more
There’s a market for these painful poses
Wrapped around your world
And when we’re on the outside
There’s a market force that’s smooth and silent
Wrapped around your world
And it’s crying for business
The hours pass through empty days
And day is night when I remember the value of the automatic
There’s no market that’s not cold
Wrapped around your world
And it’s crying for business
The hours pass through empty days
And day is night when I remember the value of the automatic
Please count back until the days when words weren’t cheap and calculations
Found a place where they were wanted
With the value of the automatic
And only semi-audible; trapped beneath a downpour
Cut it
Song Info
Submitted by
fakesoundofprogress On May 19, 2005
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love this song... haven't read lyrics this confusing in a while, though... just like math, though. so... not straightforward. that was a really bad pun. was it even a pun?? i don't think so.. what would you call it?? holy man i need to shut up. great song, anywho