Breaking Standing - Forward Russia

I fled through mist the instant that I saw

The bruises on the inside of your face

Those purple blotches showed through your translucent skin

You passed it off as a trick of the light

Not for the first time

And certainly not the last

The pessimists denied eternal death

And the hospital-born

Worried about the law

Resisted the urge to contradict

Anything

When it weighs too much

Think of it as seven times the weight

But when it costs too much

Consider it but don’t come to me for aid

I’ll be in debt to all this legal jargon

These facts and these figures

You’re forcing me to go on

Through the pain and fear of knowing

The emptiness

But never showing

When it weighs too much

Think of it as seven times the weight

But when it hurts too much

Consider it but don’t come to me for aid

The lucky child

The lucky child is learning fast

Our body count will never last

But the sentimental killing lasts forever

Forever

I’ve got a medic for you

Something it drives me to do

Why don’t you know that the air is filled with millions of thoughts

The air is filled with holiness and badness

The air is filled with thoughts of what’s bad and what’s good

The air is filled with millions of voices

The heart of the stone and the heart of the one

When it weighs too much

Think of it as seven times the weight

But when we talk too much

Consider it a part of my escape

The lucky child is learning fast

Our body count will never last

But the sentimental killing lasts forever

Forever

The walls of Rome are tumbling down

So functional

They make no sound

But the sentimental building stands

Forever

Together

Forever