Our subconscious leading our intentions Where the light ends Gray over gray I can see forever All the way to yesterday Bleeding colours fall away, Night skies with no wars overhead Bleeding colours They just fall away, Night skies overhead With war Belief not limited To what i hear One heart beating, One life lived Overcast Like a silent film The music leading us To the sun. And the voices Like ours right now fade away And i feel burned and paid. Why such fervent preaching, When no blessings can be found? Why leave your aspirations In the dry and cracked ground? I have prayed for absolution, And i have prayed for a new language I have served my intuition Felt it cringe and hesitate