Alexisonfire Born And Raised

Đóng góp:
All blossoms die in the light of our new culture
Find your belief in that which cannot be discovered
Countles s lessons lie in every fever dream
A million voices asking, what does it all mean?

I've lost all direction
I've lost all my direction
And now I wish
That I
Would have believed
Could have believed

Escape, escape
Nature's indifferent hand
Retreat, retreat
To the bliss of our creation

We were born and raised (And raised)
To live beyond (Beyond)
The heft and weight of a world undone
Like a bird (We search)
From the north (For warmth)
Our hearts will roam in search of warmth

Two hands come together to pray for greater yields
Two poles of a compass guided by a field
In the mind of every man, two ghosts dance
Was this place made, or was it here by chance?

I’ve lost all direction
I’ve lost all my direction
And now I wish
That I
Would have believed
Could have believed

Escape, escape
Nature's indifferent hand
Retreat, retreat
To the bliss of our creation

We were born and raised (And raised)
To live beyond (Beyond)
The heft and weight of a world undone
Like a bird (We search)
From the north (For warmth)
Our hearts will roam in search of warmth

uncountabl e numbers written in new fallen snow
I can hear the claws of the beast tapping at my window
Nihilist sleeps and in dreams he sees god's face
Realize even disbelief required a leap of faith
From birth to death, we search for what's yet to be known
We hope and pray and ask, but we are never shown

born and raised (And raised)
to live beyond (Beyond)
the heft and weight of a world undone
like a bird (We search)
from the north (For warmth)
our hearts will roam in search of warmth

We were born and raised (And raised)
Born and Raised (And raised)
We were born and raised (And raised)
Born and Raised (And raised)