Red Hands Songtext
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Red Hands Songtext
Cygnus, cold as a stone
Troubled for bones of a love
That was lost and has left you alone
Spotless, white as a ghost
Placed in the black of a heavenly host
So grave and unknown
They don′t see you burning up
Red hands raise a new golden age
Fed scraps from the banquet they laid
Could you feel anything
When they circled their barbs and wire
And pushed you aside
Witness your storied light
A fate as a bronzed alibi
Penance their lucky star
But you'd give your place on the bright side
For one night in his sky
Split hairs for an arm and a lеg
Straw men left to shoulder thе blame
Could you hear anything
When they praised you to rank and file
Then left you behind
White lies lighting up their night sky
Burning you alive
It′s the only thing they see by
And it's never gonna sit right
Black hole stretching as the fault grows
Mangling your soul
A constellation of compliance
It's spreading in the silence
Pull the sky down
They don′t see you burning up
Just another pretty light to wish upon
Final chapter, fitting end
Sing your swan song
With whatever you have left
And pull the sky down on their heads
Troubled for bones of a love
That was lost and has left you alone
Spotless, white as a ghost
Placed in the black of a heavenly host
So grave and unknown
They don′t see you burning up
Red hands raise a new golden age
Fed scraps from the banquet they laid
Could you feel anything
When they circled their barbs and wire
And pushed you aside
Witness your storied light
A fate as a bronzed alibi
Penance their lucky star
But you'd give your place on the bright side
For one night in his sky
Split hairs for an arm and a lеg
Straw men left to shoulder thе blame
Could you hear anything
When they praised you to rank and file
Then left you behind
White lies lighting up their night sky
Burning you alive
It′s the only thing they see by
And it's never gonna sit right
Black hole stretching as the fault grows
Mangling your soul
A constellation of compliance
It's spreading in the silence
Pull the sky down
They don′t see you burning up
Just another pretty light to wish upon
Final chapter, fitting end
Sing your swan song
With whatever you have left
And pull the sky down on their heads
Writer(s): Aaron Stone, Nate Washburn, Tanner Morita Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com