Where's the emotion? We're tuned to the sound of sincerity Without conviction Well, the lesson doesn't come for free Senseless distractions Well, your spoken words are just a lie These interactions Oh, the desperate act of fleeting minds Constant illuminations With no hope of preservation Nothing but friendly fire Soon you will be home again Buried expressions They are the heart of everything Distant impressions When there is nothing left to say So damn lucky Oh, to be here at the end of the day So damn lucky When all the streets still call your name Constant illuminations With no hope of preservation Nothing but friendly fire Soon you will be home again (no) (Spirit dies within) (Spirit dies within) Constant illuminations With no hope of preservation Nothing but friendly fire Soon you will be home again The spirit, the spirit, the spirit It dies within