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The Agonist

When The Bough Breaks

 

When The Bough Breaks

(album: Lullabies For The Dormant Mind - 2009)


Alone she was
And we face this journey alone
Helpless and weak
Dependent on others' decisions and needs
But who's to say what is right?
To protect a soul or to save a life?

Is it a plague or a gift
The ability to create in the way of the gods?
We are instinctual artists
Atlas had nothing on what we've got
When half a race carries the weight of existence
And society shuns most circumstances
Reputation screams to conform
And cast out anything deviating from the norm

The only way to believe your lies
Is to spread them far and spread them wide
Creation like a limitless universe
But boundaries are what define size

Wake up

Remember nightmares by
Sharing them upon gaining consciousness (Wake up)
A flooded nation is soon to spoil
So wave your flags west!

Equality will never be attained
When blaming Eve for the sins we've gained
A fighter until the end
But sympathy only kicked in once she was dead

The sacrifice of a life
Or rather an exchange, instead
Pity, regret and sorrow turned into hope
But even then the newborn winds up dead

Black white, wrong right
Quite simple hypocrisy

Since when is an accident a responsibility?
If you play God once, I can play God twice
Give me the decision and I'll handle the fight
Materialism now subsides

The only way to believe your lies
Is to spread them far and spread them wide
Creation like a limitless universe
But boundaries are what define size

Tradition exists
When no one has the guts to change
Someone asked me
What the difference One can make, one day
For we're the moss, the Earth, the stone
So let us do as did the Tree
For silence will long be ignored
And action recognized quickly

What if? I should have
Hindsight always haunts me
A thousand Judases could never stop me
Slings and arrows disappoint and taunt me
But I'm not wrong, and I'll sacrifice everything
Just because I know the way since the beginning
Hindsight always haunts me, and then the bough breaks

done

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