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We could lie beneath a house of sticks and wait for it to fall
Put the blame upon the winter breeze that chills us to the bone

These footsteps always remind me 
Of when we followed our inhibitions
A trail of crumbs towards our demise
Forgive us of everything we have done
Carbon frames and porcelain faces
We are both human after all

My own chivalry in battered armor mounted on a foal
Crumbling stairs and lofty prison cells are all you've ever known

As we make our way through the forest
Witches surround a cauldron of doubt
Casting their spells upon the weak
We can hold our breath and wait for each and every star to fall
Like the shattered pieces of a crystal ball

Won't you let down your hair and when will I find you there
My banner is waving, high up above my head
the sound of the breeze is crashing right into my opened ears
With the blades of grass beneath our sandy feet
we settle down, while all the trees become our crown
Laughter echoes through the crooked walls we built
In a far away land, we'll flee the invisible hand
where every step that we take will be our home

We could lie beneath a house of sticks and wait for it to fall
Put the blame upon the winter breeze that chills us to the bone

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from The Gatling Gun Revival, released November 27, 2013

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