So Strange I Remember You - Thrice

so strange i remember you in protest of a prayer

and falling back from seas we fear to sail

i swear i saw the shooter, gold deep and double dare

postmortem warnings seem inclined to fail

feigning an apology

those words they never left your lips

those 5 years in Bermuda slide by like the lights of passing ships

so strange that i remember you

kneeling deep in Nietzsche’s lies

my throat was an open grave i drank your stained glass eyes

and they taste like dead cathedrals

that are crumbling beneath a weight ten thousand jaded tourists

who’ve traded in their hearts and hands for

disposable cameras, set to document decay

set to capture just enough of life to catalogue the things we throw away

(breathing the fumes of our machines)

we’ve lost our way

(breathing through television dreams)

if we could only see us now

if we could only see us now

the words of the dead ring in our ears

but its only a lie

the voice in your head brings you to tears

but you don’t know why

the words of the dead in our ears

but its only a lie

the voice in your head brings you tears

but its only a lie

yes its only a lie

isn’t it?