I Came from the War

I CAME FROM THE WAR (2014)

LYRICS

01. You're Gonna Burn

Fire devours, then purifies.
Hungers for Summer that never dies,
while smoke cloaked in blackest night bleeds between its thighs.

You’re gonna burn, my love, either way you turn.

Ice preserves, holds the world unchanged
in cold crystal patterns, delicate and strange.
Whitest mist, Winter’s bitter kiss, blisters flame upon your lips.

You’re gonna burn, my love, either way you turn.

Cold steals the old color from your eye.
Heat heals your body but leaves your soul dry.
Both mean to rule you, dead or alive.

You’re gonna burn. You’re gonna burn.
You’re gonna burn, my love, either way you turn.

02. Paper Crowns

This is the hunt, I stalk my prey.
When you draw nearer I push you away.
Please make it hard to catch your scent,
though it confuses you, how I hurt you and then repent.

Challenge me, don’t give in easy.
Run from me, don’t try to please me.
I need to fight for you, I need to fight and win.
Challenge me, please don’t give in.

It’s in my blood, in my DNA,
this need to chase and bleed my prey.
When you evade me it goes to my head like champagne.
I’m going to catch you and make you mine again.

Challenge me, don’t give in easy.
Run from me, don’t try to please me.
I need to fight for you, I need to fight and win.
Challenge me, please don’t give in.

How I wanted to make you mine, but you came circling behind
and now I’m caught in your lure. I’m yours.
I lay my weapons down, I throw away my paper crown.
We were just children at play, the hunter and the prey.

Surrender. Shouldn’t this be easy?
Come back to me. Don’t you want to please me?
I don’t want to fight anymore. This is not a game we can win.
Surrender, please let me in.

03. Trouble

Trouble follows me around
Like gravity inexplicably pins me to the ground.

You roll in gray and blind me to the way
The real danger plummets down like a bird of prey.
Trouble, you always get your way.

And when you go too far
I’ll call you back into my arms.
You seduce me, you reduce me to my knees.

Trouble is never far away
Like a magnet’s field pulls me in until I can’t draw away.

Jealous of the sun, you’d keep me from the one
Who could dissipate these shadows that I can’t seem to outrun.
Trouble, when will you be done?

And when you go too far
I’ll call you back into my arms.
You seduce me, you reduce me to my knees.

This will end in red before the night is dead,
that alone will atone for all the innocence you’ve bled.
Trouble, Trouble, Trouble

04. Tin Man

If I had a good heart I hope it would be good
yesterday, today, and tomorrow,
but in your eyes, it twists and it lies
til it’s an instrument of cruelty and sorrow.

I feel it beat inside, I feel it keeping time
with the breath that brings me life, pulling in the oxygen.
How can it be a bad thing, when my heart keeps beating,
bringing the inspiration that makes the air worth breathing, breathing,
breathing, breathing

if I had a good heart I’d be there for you
you could call me up and I’d be at your door
sometimes I’d think of you and do something just because
but you don’t believe in my heart anymore

I feel it beat inside, I feel it keeping time
with the breath that brings me life, pulling in the oxygen.
How can it be a bad thing, when my heart keeps beating,
bringing the inspiration that makes the air worth breathing, breathing,
breathing, breathing, breathing, breathing

if I had a good heart, if I had a good heart…

05. Immolate

You want to tell me what I should do?
You think you’re the first one I’ve answered to?
But you’ve worked out all the symbols & signs?
Take a number, get in line

The flame it summons us all.
We beat our wings, make shadows rise and fall.
We need to burn, immolate.
I hear your voices call, “Come in, seal your fate.”

It feels like the years are a gravestone weight
strung on a necklace I treasure and hate.
It seems clear I should just run away,
but you skipped over history that makes me stay.

The flame it summons us all.
We beat our wings, make shadows rise and fall.
We need to burn, immolate.
I hear your voices call, “Come in, seal your fate.”

You read some words so you think you know
the story that started decades ago.
But I am just lucky to have survived,
a stunning catastrophe, I’m alive.
I’m alive.

06. Lipstick
Pull that blind and cover that window up.
Too much light in my eyes, I’m going blind from the drink and the drug.

How can I get high when you always bring me down?
One more cheap trick, a fresh coat of lipstick, another one down.

Talk dirty baby, play me your shaky guitar.
Nothing gives me the blues like your blue eyes begging alms at the back of the bar.

How can I get high when you always bring me down?
One more cheap trick, a fresh coat of lipstick, another one down.

I am not your mother.
I don’t wanna be your lover.
You better find someone else to discover,
I’m gonna pull down the blinds and recover.

How can I get high when you always bring me down?
One more cheap trick, a fresh coat of lipstick, another one down.

07. Monotone Drone

Monotone drone, I don’t think you know what that means.
Too loud to ignore, too bland to be obscene.

I’ve got a message for you, inked into my skin.
I’d open my hand but you don’t want to read, you refuse to see
the message, the mark, the triumph, the scars within.

You’ll blend in, forget this day ever happened.
Repeat your past. Youth forgotten, discarded snakeskin.

I’ve got a message for you, inked into my skin.
I’d open my hand but you don’t want to read, you refuse to see
the message, the mark

However you change one thing will remain,
the monotone drone of your voice saying
nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing…

08. Silly Old Thing

I have this photo from decades ago
in a water stained, crumbling cardboard frame.
She looks like me, my great grandmother,
when we were 17 with our heads full of dreams.

I don’t want to let go of these dreams.
They say you never know but I know everything
about how the same days keep coming around,
what looks like a new path is the same old ground.
If I walk long enough I’ll arrive where I started this silly old thing.

A string of pearls and an early spring rose,
all that’s left is this photo from decades ago.
The shape of our lips and the shade of our eyes,
when we were 17 with our heads full of dreams.

I don’t want to let go of these dreams.
They say you never know but I know everything
about how the same days keep coming around,
what looks like a new path is the same old ground.
If I walk long enough I’ll arrive where I started this silly old thing.

09. Winter Coat
There’s a lot of fear in this old heart of mine,
of a friend, of a lover, of a sign
and she pains me when I step out of line.

I won’t entertain these thoughts by day,
so at night they sneak outside and start to play.
Come morning, I try to put them all away

I can’t live between fear and hope. Oh this world won’t be controlled.
It’s time I shed my winter coat, peel off my gloves, clear my throat,
say, “give me what you owe me before I go.”

There’s a hole in me that nothing can kill,
not religion, not the bottle, not a pill,
but it’s mine to dry or drown as I will.

I’m afraid of what you’ll see inside my head.
All the wretched ghosts I raised up from the dead.
So I show you what I think you want instead.

I can’t live between fear and hope. Oh this world won’t be controlled.
It’s time I shed my winter coat, peel off my gloves, clear my throat,
say, “give me what you owe me before I go.”

10. Cipher

Hold up the white flag, then pin it to the wall.
None of this looks real anymore. Leave the debris where it falls.

There’s an alchemy in turning 1s and 0s into reality,
a cold comfort in placing pixels between chaos and the screen.

So put your mask back on, catch a stuttered breath of air.
View the landscape through the filter of another lens flare.

There’s an alchemy in turning 1s and 0s into reality,
a cold comfort in placing pixels between chaos and the screen.

Is it too late to rewrite the code
or do we have to burn it all down?

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