Dirty Hands

Soft like a rose cloaked in daggers Your grin a guise for all the anger I'm sorry you felt that you needed to hide The difference inside you You know I'm filthy Shut up and listen Why don't you give up this mission? Shut up and look at me I'm just a

Architects of the world I walk your streets And live in your towns Temporarily Architects of the world You've served us well until now But soon we'll be We'll be on our own And I'll sleep Sleep in your nova heart As things fall apart And I'll hide In

Woke up this morning radio moaning thoughts run in circles and set the day I'm all burnt up no resurrection lying here slinging ashes at the sun Can't find what I once knew take me can't find what I once knew take me I'm worried my wires are crossed