Meet me in the valley
See me pass on the street
You'll find me in the garden
Trampled flowers 'neath my feet
The oceans'll seethe
And have no reprieve
For the weak
And the damned
The creatures of the sea
Will make homes
Of the bones
That drift endlessly
(As far as the eye can see)
Meet me in the valley
See me pass on the street
You'll find me in the garden
Trampled flowers 'neath my feet
The mountains sink into the earth
And amidst the crumbling dirt
The stragglers clutch their young
As if there's something to be done
Or will it be just
Just this?
Just
White noise, white light in the deep?
Will they record
The descending of the hoarde
With a black box that contains
The echoes, the shouts, the strains
Of the last?
Or will it be just
Just this?
Just
White noise, white light in the deep?
Meet me in the valley
See me pass on the street
You'll find me in the garden
Trampled flowers 'neath my feet
You've heard the stories of me
You know what I can do
I take the ember's of man's anger
And there's nothing I can't spin them into
You hear me whisper to you
I see you recognize my face
A familiar pulse
Calling out from the empty spaces
"Meet me in the valley"
Meet me in the valley See me pass on the street You'll find me in the garden Trampled flowers 'neath my feet
The oceans'll seethe And have no reprieve For the weak And the damned The creatures of the sea Will make homes Of the bones That drift endlessly (As far as the eye can see)
Meet me in the valley See me pass on the street You'll find me in the garden Trampled flowers 'neath my feet
The mountains sink into the earth And amidst the crumbling dirt The stragglers clutch their young As if there's something to be done
Or will it be just Just this? Just White noise, white light in the deep?
Will they record The descending of the hoarde With a black box that contains The echoes, the shouts, the strains Of the last?
Or will it be just Just this? Just White noise, white light in the deep?
Meet me in the valley See me pass on the street You'll find me in the garden Trampled flowers 'neath my feet You've heard the stories of me You know what I can do I take the ember's of man's anger And there's nothing I can't spin them into You hear me whisper to you I see you recognize my face A familiar pulse Calling out from the empty spaces "Meet me in the valley"