Textures Laments Of An Icarus

Song: Laments Of An Icarus Band: Textures Album: Silhouettes Year: 2008 Label: Listenable Records Lyrics: Now it s always been a riddle Misanthrope, you always pursued a valid reason You know, to be wrong with a reason You are what you are But your ever present subliminal self bends the black You sleep so tight But dreamless Facing forward Dawn s edge, the supplement to destiny s ender You smother all the words you have never said, with a mouth filled with empathy Words can be an enemy you can never say you re sorry cause you re a pretender Unpretend Fall from grace Unconcealed Just a phase Summer s bruise Turn a wrench Bottled thoughts Blind eye stare Look out of the window You stare in the face of a widow Drink up, like a lover You recreate all that s over The turn of the tide You re used up Just take it like a man, All you must do is confess The truth is