Red/white/blue Testo

I can see the headlines
On the tightened faces of the passersby
I can see the broadcasts repeat in their bloodshot eyes
I can see the colors in endless replay
The warmth of orange and the cold of the gray
There's a million tiny pieces
There's a pain that never ceases
There's a failure to articulate
The madness of colliding sentiments
There are burnt red roses of mourning
There are fallen white ashes
There's more blue sky than ever before
I can hear the sirens in my sleep
That's the sound of vulnerability
I can feel the hearts beat out of time
That's the sign of uncertainty
I can taste the bile on the tongues of a thousand strangers
I can lose my mind in the lilies and the lies
And the songs and the ulcers
Hold me close and squeeze the fear out of my chest tonight
Hold me tight and keep me from reliving the sight
Shake me darling and take me to a land of reason
Don't wake me up til I'm surrounded by dreamers