T - The Aftermath Of Silence lyrics

B) The Last Day of Summer So this is the day A sky too blue The sunbeams too frail Too trim to be true Time disguised as clocks so weary With paving paths beyond our past With cancelled lives and charcoal holographs Calling back our epic memories Instant traditions to go Molding lifelines in our open hands So deeply bruised We were the coughs in our own breaths A smile subdued by the light of the night A twinkle to bright A glimpse of the wild Two stories unite in a poet's moon (So this is the day... the sky too blue) So I'd remind you of your promise We would sail the seven seas To look for all we had to find If only I could hold your hand To say the least you did forget me To wake no more and dream of dreams C) The Stone-White Sky Stolen from the crowd of people to gut, chew and spit out The hint of a smile that screams and shouts the scent of your name Hoping for coma to justify daydreams Luring me to catatonic rewards Cancel my lifetime and interrupt heartbeats Gazing like crows at the stone-white sky I'll take you there Drifting through backshifts of coffee-pad mornings Like knights at the table with kitchen-sink charms Hopeful as humdrum and whitebread allegiance Enactment devotions and scheduled alarms Renaissance of pathos, rebirth of a scar Blocking all plans like a door left ajar Cardiograph pa**ions and fastfood appointments Dangling like clouds in a stone-white sky I'll take you there So we stand in shame and dream of sleep Faces like the sun shines upside down While the skyline crumbles in defeat Curtain calls for Wednesday mornings Carcrash gawkers rubbernecking speed Chased our tails forever until now In the house where you lived all that reverie sniffs From my thoughtscape delivery and my redneck past spills We came back, but we never recovered We always reminded ourselves of each other And the drama queen yawns, watches soaps, shags her pawns With her friendlist-only facebook smile And her golden heart spent to pay the rent And watch her porch's paint dry But that there'd be no tears we had agreed upon in the lease Just some Auster angst to pa** the time Oh, pa** my time...