Brandywine
Youāre hell-bent on heaven,
Valhalla or Calvary,
Elysian Fields, but -
What if it isnāt meant to be?
You long for ambrosia,
Ecstasy divine,
But weāre already swimming,
Oh, swimming in Brandywine.
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Brandywine
Youāre hell-bent on heaven,
Valhalla or Calvary,
Elysian Fields, but -
What if it isnāt meant to be?
You long for ambrosia,
Ecstasy divine,
But weāre already swimming,
Oh, swimming in Brandywine.
@buildyoursound

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āSCREM 2 VOIDā
The light at the end of the tunnel went out again Now I canāt find my way through this hell that Iām living in And I see in your eyes the same fear that would take me But Iāll be damned if you think that Iād let this fall break me And youāll have to kill me If you want to watch me die Because Iām not going anywhere This is my battle cry
And at the end of the night I may not see the light But I promise you this Iām not done.
You can call me Defiance When hope is lost, call my name Cause weāre coming out swinging We were forged in these flames Cause itās time to start fighting When weāre too numb to scream This may feel like a nightmare But a nightmareās just a dream
And at the end of the night I may not see the light But I promise you this I will run
[inst.]
And at the end of the night I may not see the light But I promise you this I will run
[Outro, spoken] So, you stared into the void And the void stared back? Well, I say itās time we made the bastard blink.
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āMan in the Arenaā
The man in the arena Valiant of heart, Iām spending my self To practice my part Each day I strive forward, My devotion great, Because all know that daring Will lead you to fate
Chorus: Iām in the arena Can you taste the sweat And Iāll swear that Iām fine Cause Iām not dead yet Iām in the arena Can you taste the blood Iām baring my wounds May they lead me to god
Daring greatly Iāve known Neither victāry nor defeat Though Iām trapped in this circus With the sand āneath my feet Come now, send me your lions Your butchers and fiends, Give me glory to die for, Something to believe.
[Interlude]
The gates shatter open To free the enemy Too quickly Iām cut down By weapons unseen My knees hit the sand Judgement I await I live here or die here A servant of fate
[Chorus]
The crowd is too silent I am going numb I beg them for mercy But no verdict comes Thereās no challenger coming The guards have all fled I am my own captor The fightās in my head
[Chorus]
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āCollecting Butterfliesā
I know that youāve noticed her dance in the sky It must be for you, why else would it catch your eye With all its delicate passes and intricate colors It couldnāt be designed for any of the others Sheās always been so beautiful, So charming, kind, and dutiful, Our little butterfly.
Never tell her whatās on your mind - just light the gaslight Youāll find that like a moth to the flame, sheāll soon alight And the moment her feet make contact with the glass Her every mystery is within your grasp Sheās always been so beautiful, So charming, kind, and dutiful, Our little butterfly.
Pin her down, bring the scalpel, see what you find When you tear open the carapace of that vibrant mind After all, lepidopterology is such a civil hobby Whatās a little dissection, between friends, over coffee Sheās always been so beautiful, So charming, kind, and dutiful, Our little butterfly.
And once every secret that was once hers is yours Mount them on the wall like those who came before Because every thought thatās examined is safe Categorized and alphabetized in its case Sheās always been so beautiful, So charming, kind, and dutiful, Our little butterfly
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āDrifterā
Itās a desolate wasteland Between sea and sky Our bodies are fragile And spirits are tired But weāre not lost at sea Nor have we ever been All we need is this moment Driftwood, and a friend
Find me the sky And Iāll show you a star Weāll never be lost When they know where we are So our course is uncharted Destination unknown Maybe the journey Was always our home
So when hope fills your heart And you hear me sigh Take my hand, drifter Ask for the sky
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āGamblerās Fallacyā
I donāt see what you see in me This night will be more painful than it needed to be Taking your hand was a gamble - Iām making a mistake Because now both of us get to see how I break Iāve never found a burden that I can not bear But looking in your eyes has me running scared.
What use am I, some novice paramour, Two left feet, shaking hands, and my heart on the floor, Iāve been here before, I can tell you the ending - Iāll just break your heart, my hands were made for the rending, But Iām trained to bleed, Iāve been beaten down before, So donāt trust me with your hopes, just trust me with your wars Caught between love and war, and the coinās showing hearts - Flip the thing over, darling - Iām good at this part.
Look in my eyes, to the grey room where I hide The countdown of hours in this limbo in my mind, Among the living, itās been celebrated I wonder if they know the walls have been decorated With dissected dreams that Iāve rendered as art And hopes that Iāve shattered and scrapped for their parts, To be or not to be, and the scales tip to life Ā - Move me over, darling - Iām better on that side.
They say by light of day that everything is clearer Yet I can never meet the eyes of the person in the mirror Thereās a chapter of Inferno dedicated to betrayal Sometimes I think āstrangerā means someone I havenāt failed They say itās better to have loved and lost, of course you know the rest, Iād rather say I feel nothing, spare you the trouble, itās for the best. Debating truth and lies, and the juryās without doubt - Change their minds again, darling - you know what Iām about.
I donāt know what you see in me This nightās been more painful than it needed to be Taking your hand was a gamble - I made a mistake Because now both of us have seen exactly how I break I never found a burden that I could not bear Until I looked in your eyes and noticed that you cared.
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āSomething About Mazesā
Iāve found myself in a bit of a bind It all started the moment you first caught my eye And I canāt figure out how you wandered inside This secreted labyrinth I call my mind.
So help me or hurt me, whatever you will wonāt say what Iām thinking, but I just canāt sit still Iām not sure how to handle these feelings of mine so I guess Iāll just stay here and try to get by.
I heard your song beckon from over the hedge, That night you got lost and slipped into the maze, But I donāt know how to ask if youāre looking for me - Or if Iād survive your voice calling my name.
So help me or hurt me, whatever you choose canāt tell which youād rather, but I know I could use some respite from the way Iāve been feeling these days God, I wish that your smile wasnāt such a damn maze
The ever-gracious host, Iāll approach you one day, Your feet seem so sure, but do you know the way? Iāll let you find your own path, but silently pray, Hope against hope Iāll convince you to stay.
So help me or hurt me whichever you please I donāt know what you want, but I know youāre a tease Iām not one for fairgrounds or playing the fool But if the prize is your heart then Iāll play by your rules
Come inside, look around, and I promise youāll find an impossible story of possible lies but if your storyās as wild as mine I bet we could have such a wonderful time.
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But I'll steady your hand as you aim for my heart,
I'm a stranger to love,
But I'm good at this part.