KCJ (12th June 1984 / Norwich, England)

The Answer's In The Sky

Tell me my name,
I feel estranged,
Pre-deranged,
Flown out of range,
Traffic control,
Locate my soul,
Locate my goal,
Help me feel whole.

Where can we start?
Burn out my heart,
Tear out my heart.

When you know the way that they’re breaking our freedom,
You know you’re alive by the pain in your eyes,
For the sacrifice of the Garden of Eden,
We gained the world’s sullen demise,
As I lie here cold, internally bleeding,
I know the answers are lining the skies,
But my eyesight is short, and I cannot read them,
I stumble and fall as I strain and I try,
I strain and I try; but I die.

Why is this world closing in?
Every time I cry; I grin,
I’m losing my mind, losing control,
By falling apart I’m perfectly whole.

Where can we be free?
No-one can know,
No-one can know.

As I sit as a martyr to every religion,
Satan sits with a tear in his eye,
Why can’t people realise the mission,
Is not to say sorry, but to break down and cry,
As I lie here cold, internally bleeding,
I know the answers are lining the skies,
But my eyesight is short, and I cannot read them,
My strength broken down, I break down and cry,
I break down and cry as I die.

Where can we be free?
No-one should know,
No-one should know.

Confidence fading, life has no meaning,
I know I’m alive by the pain in my eyes,
But somehow I seem to have lost all feeling,
As I sit here all by myself to cry,
As I lie here cold, internally bleeding,
I know the answers are lining the skies,
But my eyesight is short, and I cannot read them,
I fail once again, but God knows I try,
God knows I try; but I die.

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