Myth of Lasting Sympathy Songtext
von A Lot Like Birds

Someone cruel gave me my dreams last night
I barely stood before a darkened closet
Baring skin and soul before its unseen jaws
"You′ll never be the creature that you were when you were younger"
It whispered
We get disconnected from our childhood
We tell our stories like we read them in a book but had not lived them
I don't remember much from then
But I do remember what a closet becomes when the lights go off
And I know the many things that fill it up
When we used to have dreams like this, we called them nightmares
We ran barefoot through the halls of our house
And clung to our parents′ sheets
Like they were the only real thing left in the world
And my mother, she would save us, you and I
She would lead us hand-in-hand through the hallway
That made us feel silly for seeming run by shadows
And endless only moments before
And I'm here now, barely standing in a land of dreams before it
And I see you


I see myself as a child sitting inside
Scared, crying
And you have every reason
Because while we grow up through song and story
Learning that love is everything in this world
And that while we believe it and want it more than any single thing
I know that when we have it we destroy it
That when we grow up, you and I, that we cheat
That we find the girl we love and that we lose her
Because we learn to love ourselves much more
Then the friends that we make
Will drift away once we have leeched them dry
That the mother who turned our dark and scary hallways
Into pathways to a bedroom
Will call us, and miss us, and love us
And we will stay hidden
Then, really, we will be cruel
Then in the stories we want told to us before we fall asleep
The heroes are ideals that never did reach
And the villans are absolutely ordinary
And we are absolutely ordinary
And you stare back at me through the closet
And into the world that I never really changed
And ask me the only you want to know
When we grow up, do we still get scared when the lights go out?