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All blossoms die in the light of our new culture Find your belief in that which cannot be discovered Countless lessons lie in every fever dream A million voices asking, what does it all mean? I've lost all direction I've lost all my direction And now I wish that I would have believed, could have believed Escape, escape! Nature's indifferent hands Retreat, retreat! To the bliss of our creation We were born and raised (We're raised) To live beyond (Beyond) The heft and weight of a world undone (World undone) Like a bird (In search) From the North (For warmth) Our hearts will roam in search of warmth Two hands come together Pray for greater yields Two poles of a compass Guided by a field In the mind of every man Two ghosts dance Was this place made or was it here by chance? I've lost all direction I've lost all my direction And now I wish that I would have believed, could have believed Escape, escape! Nature's indifferent hands Retreat, retreat! To the bliss of our creation We were born and raised (We're raised) To live beyond (Beyond) The heft and weight of a world undone (World undone) Like a bird (In search) From the North (For warmth) Our hearts will roam in search of warmth Uncountable numbers written in new-fallen snow I can hear the claws of the beast Tapping at my window Nihilist sleeps, and in dreams he sees God's face Realize even disbelief requires a leap of faith From birth to death we search for what's yet to be known We hope and pray and ask, but we are never shown Born and raised (We're raised) To live beyond (Beyond) The heft and weight of a world undone (World undone) Like a bird (In search) From the North (For warmth) Our hearts will roam in search of warmth We were born and raised (And raised) Born and raised (And raised) Born and raised (And raised) Born and raised (And raised)
Writer(s): Chris Steele, Wade Macneil, Dallas Green, Jordan Hastings, George Petit Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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