Flight Without Feathers-Architects

There’s a rose that blooms Through the cracks in the concrete Staining the prison floor There’s a pilgrimage waiting Sat at the doorstep Rotting beneath the sun When there’s nowhere left to hide We’ll be searching for a shortcut Ire and denial are as thick as thieves Soon there’ll be nothing left of me Nothing left of me Don’t forget to breathe Don’t forget to breathe Don’t forget to breathe Tell me how to coexist When a fraction only wants war Hopelessly in love with our gritted teeth Soon there’ll be nothing left of me Nothing left of me Don’t forget to breathe I forgot to breathe And look who’s on the throne now A dead heretic With no storm left to weather Afraid to admit It won’t sustain the spirit A new counterfeit Like flight without feathers Ready to submit It won’t sustain the spirit So we fall to our knees And beg for reprieve But its almost time for the curtain call The apostles will sing And lead us from sin But they hold all of our bones in their hands We all swim against the tide Until it puts us on the back foot Nothing’s ever taste half as good as grief Soon there’ll be nothing left of me Nothing left of me Don’t forget to breathe Don’t forget to breathe Don’t forget to breathe ‘Cause I’m staring at a fist And it’s asking if I want more Clarity will visit but it’s only brief Soon there’ll be nothing left of me Nothing left of me Don’t forget to breathe Don’t forget to breathe Don’t forget to breathe