Road k** Ghost Choir - A Blow to the Head lyrics

Runnin through the tangled leaves No curtain call for bride to be My ear upon the heart of Babylon Quiet now they speak to me I deny my lungs to breathe A thoughtless gasp A freedom left unseen Stop moving Towards that perfect sound There's blood in the mouths Of American hounds Stop moving The sky will fall Again A blow to the head The universe cannot contain Its laughter at the sounds we make Erase the tapes Repeating echoes I am burning cheap guitars Writing songs that do no harm Don't talk me down I'm tryin to see the stars Stop moving Towards that perfect sound There's blood in the mouths Of American hounds Stop moving The sky will fall Again Stop losing Let the kids catch fire Convene on the scene Like a gun for hire Stop losing The walls are closing in A blow to the head Start runnin Start runnin Start runnin Start runnin Start runnin Start runnin Start runnin Start runnin Confusing words that lack ourselves A golden voice repeats them back I am tired and do not wish to sing