Is it East of Eden, or Lord of the Flies
That faraway look in your eyes?
The resonance of a ruined angel
A kind of beauty masking some danger
Vulture rides in a natural orbit
We're circling each other, not sure which one is game yet
Built your walls, couldn't find a prisoner that fit
And here I am, just the shape of it
And as we started out
I heard the words of the wise
That have gone before you say
You can run from the siren
But when you hear it sing
"You can crush those blossoms
But not the forces of spring"
And nobody can tell you how to feel
To stand or turn away from something real
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Threads of lives I thought I'd live
Fall like silver streamers through the great abyss
Of my coffee cup
The bartender's pregnant, they tell her to smile
I haven't been in this place for a while
Is it the call of the wild?
To draw me out to meet you here
Towards what I want and what I fear
You're the sum of both, my dear
Your eyes like an imploding star
The gravity of who you are
It's safer to dream you by far
The clock hands are about to touch
I don't know why this hurts so much
It's only love
Coincidence beyond all chance
Lines that matched on both our hands
It's screen romance
Well, the magic was thick and high that night
Gave us too much to live up to, right?
A little too precious, too bright
I almost wish you wouldn't show
Illusion's easier than truth, you know
And from a distance it can grow
And then I hear you calling out
As I hear the words of the wise
Who are trembling with eyes
That have gone before you say
You can run from the siren
But when you hear it sing
"You can crush those blossoms
But not the forces of spring"
And nobody can tell you how to feel
To stand or turn away from something real
Something real
Something real
Something real
Something real
Something real
Something real...