Hieroglyph Songtext
von Joe Bailey

All is right and all is just in the current hour
Just let me sleep and let me keep my appropriation
The stars come out and the earth can taste so sweetly sour
Rest my legs on the park bench of anticipation

There′s a plaque with forgotten names

I don't know what I′m missing but the bull does not possess a pair of horns
I don't know what I'm feeling but my ribs are full of semi precious thorns


The standards need to reduplicate so they don′t make sense
What′s right for you will be wrong for me but it doesn't matter
The letters need to be written in the future tense
What′s right by me will be wrong by you, that's the final answer

Read me like I′m a hieroglyph

I'm speaking in a foreign tongue, but my mind is verbalizing loud and clear
My brain waves need compressing and my pupils make a chilling souvenir


I have heard a haul of useless words
I see an ocean filled with malice and deceit
The covered tracks, the value added tax
The sheer contempt drafted on a formal receipt
I boil and freeze, I drag my broken knees
I shed my tears for you to filter down the drain
You′re sitting still, on your pedestal
And crush our souls and file down our brains