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The View
04:06
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The view from the top of the world isn’t all it should be. A frozen, colorless scene and shaky scaffolding. Standing on the shoulders of giants with nothing to say and nothing to show, I cower behind them broken in the shadows.
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I Don’t Belong Here
03:51
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I had higher hopes than what this place can offer me now. If I truly don’t belong here lord, how do I get out? I wish I could say my mind is safe and sound, free from my conscience always dragging me down. I’m never alone; I’ve kept my demons too close. It’s hard to let go of the only comfort that we have ever known. You’ve destroyed the only reason I had to convince myself that I should stay. I don’t understand why it took so long for me to see that everything we love gets taken away. If this is a sign of what we become, is it even worth the time to mend what we have done? Who do I trust if I can’t trust myself? Who do we trust if we can’t trust ourselves?
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Dousing The Flames
03:31
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Maybe it’s always been this emptiness in me that I can count on to keep climbing when I can’t see anything more than more of a burden in me. The fires I left behind me are drowning in the waves at my feet. The dullness in your eyes shows more than you know sometimes, a diminishing soul inside that’s been held captive its whole life by your own mind. A troubled mind born from too many forced goodbyes, I know you’ll keep your burdens close, carved deep in the stone that fills your chest on most nights. Does your reflection show anything that you had hoped to see? Or is it just another watery tomb in a cemetery haunted by the silence of past dreams? No one can love you half as much as you hate yourself. I know the darkness takes control as soon as you open your eyes to the world after waking. Maybe it’s always been, always been this emptiness in me that I can count on to keep climbing when I can’t see anything more than more of a burden in me. The fires I left behind me are drowning in the waves at my feet. I’m still breathing. I’m still breathing. The only path that I see forward lies beyond these dying embers.
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