Pieces

(альбом: Rise Of A Digital Nation - 2012)

What you're feeling, it's nothing new
And it's always something
So what is wrong with you?
We find ourselves here, stuck inside
A never ending nightmare
Just trying to survive

All the roads away from here
Are blocked or burned beyond repair
The one way left to go is out
But no one really cares

Pieces of us always in bloom
Covering the walls of empty rooms
Pieces of your soul sealed in this tomb
By others' influence on you
We can not go back but we'll go through
Walk a mile in someone else's shoes
The sum of all the pieces'll have to do
Till we create the world anew

Fortunes are few and far between
Yet so many still believe that
One day that could be me
Misled by all these transplanted dreams
By free market values
And a just-world fallacy

Faithfully I wish to be
The one to save this world from evil
But I'm only me and we need
Everyone for this

Pieces of us always in bloom
Covering the walls of empty rooms
Pieces of your soul sealed in this tomb
By others' influence on you
We can not go back but we'll go through
Walk a mile in someone else's shoes
The sum of all the pieces'll have to do
Till we create the world anew

This is what they always do
And all it takes to quiet you
Is promise of a better view
When you have paid your dues
All the roads away from here
Are blocked or burned beyond repair
The one way left to go is out
But no one really cares

Pieces of us always in bloom
Covering the walls of empty rooms
Pieces of your soul sealed in this tomb
By others' influence on you
We can not go back but we'll go through
Walk a mile in someone else's shoes
The sum of all the pieces'll have to do
Till we create the world anew

Pieces of us always in bloom
Covering the walls of empty rooms
Pieces of your soul sealed in this tomb
By others' influence on you
We can not go back but we'll go through
Walk a mile in someone else's shoes
The sum of all the pieces'll have to do
Till we create the world anew