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Coheed And Cambria

Mothers Of Men

 

Mothers Of Men

(album: The Afterman: Ascension - 2012)


In this space where nothing will seem too right
Our voice unheard in this quiet fight
This march we lead will breed our song
To them we're nothing, to them we're pawns
Oh, a desperate play to feel like we belong

Now as we take up into these streets
Remember, I depend on you as much as you on me
Don't try to fake it, let's not pretend
We made you mothers, we made you men
We made you mothers, we made you men

Oh, it's no surprise nobody listens anymore
To what we're saying, to what was said
And in your absence we promised you
Oh, we'll behave, oh, we'll behave
So just keep running, everything will look better once you look away
Oh, I agree, cause' what's the difference?
Oh, is there a difference we make?

Your day will come

The rain starts dancing across our backs
These ardent words seize this heart attack
Belief still strong, we can make this change
The stage is set to occupy the brain
The stage is, we made this, we made this, WE MADE IT

Oh, it's no surprise nobody listens anymore
To what we're saying, to what was said
And in your absence we promised you
Oh, we'll behave, oh, we'll behave
So just keep running, everything will look better once you look away
Oh, I agree, cause' what's the difference?
Oh, is there a difference we make?

Between the dapper villain in a Sunday serial at the podium,
Or another cog in the wheel, just another cog in the wheel
They're both capable of making life hard,
But no bandage can mend all these parts
So why do I give?

Between, between, between
Between, between, between
Between the dream, the dream

Oh, it's no surprise nobody listens anymore
To what we're saying, to what was said
And in your absence we promised you
Oh, we'll behave, oh, we'll behave
So just keep running, everything will look better once you look away
Oh, I agree, cause' what's the difference?
Oh, what's the difference?

Of making life hard,
But no bandage can mend all these parts
So why do I live with this?
No difference...

Goodnight...

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