Ghost Lanterns Testo

if all we dreamtwas left to the side
to drift into the air
what would this life be
but automatic motion
we're too sly for demotion
ideas disappear
for those who never speak
a history forgotten
if our hearts never see
ideas disappear
for those who never speak
a history forgotten
if our hearts never see
there in colossus
crumble to dust
the hands of man
who conveniently omit
the words they are taught
doomed to shuffle an angry beat
the action nary strikes
ideas disappear
for those who never speak
a history forgotten
if our hearts never see
ideas disappear
for those who never speak
a history forgotten
if our hearts never see
a history forgotten
a history forgotten