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Enjoy the lyrical genius that is Jacob Bannon.
downpour:
my faith runs thinner than water.
for every wish had a name, and every heart had a fracture.
with every fear, there was someone somewhere,
who loved before, who hoped before;
someone who cried out ten thousand oceans
and someone who bled out the evening in search of you.
they carried hope thick in their visions,
and held you deep in their chests.
you said this would be nimble and painless -
i'm sorry that's not what i have found.
devil, stay away from me.
the broken vow:
those nights we had and the trust we lost,
the sleep that fled me and the heart i lost;
it all reminds me
just how callous and heartless the true cowards are.
and i write this for the loveless,
and for the risks we take.
i'll take my love to the grave.
as tired and worn as it is -
i'll take my love to the grave.
conduit:
there was nothing that i ever wanted more
than for you to hold this deep within your heart;
to lay beside me as my halo burns deep to cinder,
and to wake me from my tired life.
give this ghost a home again.
when you fall short and i fall short,
this is where i'll pretend i'm as tall as the sky.
now there's no comfort in your apology,
and no comfort in this shame.
this is where i can duck for cover from the overwhelming,
from the forever overhead.
for the heart, for old time's sake, i'll stay warm with this.
numb from the neck up.
she married me with a sympathy kiss.
she married me with her heart shaped tomb.
these days, daydreams don't burn as bright as they used to,
and your broken promises are boiling over.
my every syllable is a swinging hammer,
and their every hesitation is a loss to them.
in the name of those who lost to you -
for them, this time it is war.
for me, it's just easier to walk away.
ten cents:
i'm losing sleep a thousand miles away from you;
unloved in this dialtone.
it's just not that simple -
the perfect words don't ever seem to fit.
she slipped under harmony and now i'm out of key.
i'm empty handed.
i'm half empty, i'm your second best.
somewhere, it's too soon,
and right here, i am not enough.
it's never enough.
downpour:
my faith runs thinner than water.
for every wish had a name, and every heart had a fracture.
with every fear, there was someone somewhere,
who loved before, who hoped before;
someone who cried out ten thousand oceans
and someone who bled out the evening in search of you.
they carried hope thick in their visions,
and held you deep in their chests.
you said this would be nimble and painless -
i'm sorry that's not what i have found.
devil, stay away from me.
the broken vow:
those nights we had and the trust we lost,
the sleep that fled me and the heart i lost;
it all reminds me
just how callous and heartless the true cowards are.
and i write this for the loveless,
and for the risks we take.
i'll take my love to the grave.
as tired and worn as it is -
i'll take my love to the grave.
conduit:
there was nothing that i ever wanted more
than for you to hold this deep within your heart;
to lay beside me as my halo burns deep to cinder,
and to wake me from my tired life.
give this ghost a home again.
when you fall short and i fall short,
this is where i'll pretend i'm as tall as the sky.
now there's no comfort in your apology,
and no comfort in this shame.
this is where i can duck for cover from the overwhelming,
from the forever overhead.
for the heart, for old time's sake, i'll stay warm with this.
numb from the neck up.
she married me with a sympathy kiss.
she married me with her heart shaped tomb.
these days, daydreams don't burn as bright as they used to,
and your broken promises are boiling over.
my every syllable is a swinging hammer,
and their every hesitation is a loss to them.
in the name of those who lost to you -
for them, this time it is war.
for me, it's just easier to walk away.
ten cents:
i'm losing sleep a thousand miles away from you;
unloved in this dialtone.
it's just not that simple -
the perfect words don't ever seem to fit.
she slipped under harmony and now i'm out of key.
i'm empty handed.
i'm half empty, i'm your second best.
somewhere, it's too soon,
and right here, i am not enough.
it's never enough.