so strange i remember you in protest of a prayer and falling back from seas we fear to sail i swear i saw the shooter gold teeth and a double dare postmodern warnings seem inclined to fail feigning an apology those words they never left your lips those five years in bermuda slide by like the lights of passing ships so strange that i remember you knee deep in nietzsche s lies my throat was an open grave i drank your stained glass eyes and they taste like dead cathedrals that are crumbling beneath their weight ten thousand jaded tourists who ve traded in their hearts and hands for disposable cameras set to document decay set to capture just enough of life to catalogue the things we throw away we ve lost our way if we could only see us now if we could only see us now the words of the dead ring in our ears but it s only a lie the voice in your head brings you to tears but you don t know why the words of the dead ring in our ears but it s only a lie the voice in your head brings you to tears but it s only a lie yes it s only a lie isn t it 1