Taken For

Hey man what’s that sound?
It’s just your imagination
Crawling out from the seams again
Gather round all your clowns
And have another dozen revelations
As the humble thieves descend

And I know that these times are sacred

All sides are shown like the hand that feeds the storm
All we know is what the past has shown before

It was a long trip down to the other side
Where the cold wind blows and the shadows shine
Below a faceless moon and an unjust sky
With broken wings and swollen eyes

And I know that they won’t be taken

All sides are shown like the hand that feeds the storm
All we know is what the past has shown before

Even now I’m falling

All sides are shown like the hand that feeds the storm
All we know is what the past has shown
Once we were enticed like a child whose eyes have grown
Into reprise of what the past has shown before