The Rising Tide
Album - 20 giugno 2000 - Debaser id 37054

Wilted flower seem strange to you
With all this poison at the roots?
Shut away from love and light
And you wonder why its screaming...

Old enough to abuse me
But all too cheap to amuse me

We stand at the marketplace
With cold September eyes on the hungry people
We passed the interrogation
Signed our names at the bottom of the
government paper

Calling memories out of mind
Pictures writhing deep inside
And once you've seen it's hard to hide
You wonder why you're screaming

Strong enough not to fear me
But all too loud now to hear me

*CHORUS*

[Jeremy sings through some sort of effect. The only thing I understand is "standing outside"]

This winter time
To waste your life
You reign you die
You wait you cry
This time in the light
A small flame in the night
You come you bend you burn
You burn you burn ...

Sick enough to infect me
But too far gone to protect me

[With courage we all fall down, When the tassel hits the ground] **

*CHORUS*
[and then repeated through different channels]

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Me and the fool in the photograph
A soul many times revealed
The scars only have concealed

I wonder how many days I'll bleed
With the words I refuse to form
Now I will be free
But lately I refuse you

With these arms I will break through you
Wait only to see you far removed

No more the fool in the photograph
That night chained in your embrace
Day dawned and I saw your face

I wonder how many days I'll bleed
With the words I begin to form:
Now I will be free

Lately I refuse you
With these arms I will break through you
Wait only to see you far removed

Wasting time you tell the story still
Made your mind you're chasing the moon
Making scars among the glory
Still you're pulling down
Wasting time you tell the story
Some kind of magic
I've waited here all too long...

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