E.M.P.T.Y Songtext

My skin is cut, my hands are knives

I could be anyone alive

But I just can't fit

And it's too late to quit



When the night it comes to me

I wonder if the days I've lived through count

With the world strung like a rosary

Through faces moving in the crowd

What is the color, and the number
When happiness begins?

When the night waits in the laurels

There's a dream



I've found a clarity I've never known

Fag-end weeks before I left for school

The darkness in the pylons

And the snowcap creosote

Canceling the faces that we knew



Did they get the light inside your eyes?

Those simple words, those lovers' sighs

The hand is dealt, the card is played

But I just can't fit

And it's too late to quit



I saw them and I knew them all

Inside a sheet of flame

I saw them and I knew them all

Inside a sheet of flame



When I 'm riding home at night, I get in so tired

Till the sores and bows that spell

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