The Ways Of Amplifier

Hey brother meet me at the room, don't reverse the night sky

Beneath the black gnawed project wings of crows with artificial eyes

Think that we could see much further, walking three foot of the ground

We could learn to live between all of the secrets that we found, before it's all gone

Before it's all gone. Before it's all gone. Before it's all gone. Before it's all gone

Hey sister, somewhere in the sun, you know this place of end used dreams

It's just the stones thrown from easy street and the rawleight limousines

Where people pass a steel doorway, never knowing we were there

You know we don't need paradise, where we found God inside of air. We must stay strong

We will stay strong. We won't remain young. And we must stay strong

But I can't feel the city seat beneath the claw

Spinning the sirens in a gentle pulse of blue

Sometimes when the land is terrified

This is where we work. Yes this where we work. This is where we work

The dark secrets of a hidden room at 3 AM

The threat of physical collapse is now very real

And God help us all, we're going way too chemical

When your living at a hundred miles an hour

Soul of bird must learn to fly

We're picking up on neat vibrations, we even don't need to try

We're all the washed with strange sensations, come on and let us liquefy

I need your reassuringness. I'm just oblivion boy

There were times I lost my mind, within the screaming wall of noise

Before I found you. That's where I found you

So brother hold on to my hand, feel I'm afraid that you might fall

You're just a pattern of man, laid down with atom of soul

You can put your faith in me, 'cause I don't care what you've been told

Just watch a shooting stars, and they fall to the great ocean row below there

Through the mounts of kings and goats appalled by the electric fence

Through the sun and the moon and the terror of the thunder cloud. I'll fly you away

Through the Indian maze wind calls upon the lips and the sun

Well you can let me be the conduit, and I'll free you today

But I can't feel the city seat beneath the claw

Spinning the sirens in a gentle pulse of blue

Sometimes when the land is terrified

This is where we work. Yes this where we work. This is where we work

The dark secrets of a hidden room at 3 AM

The threat of physical collapse is now very real

And God help us all, we're going way too chemical

When your living at a hundred miles an hour

Soul of bird must learn to fly

The soul of bird must learn to fly

The soul of bird must learn to fly

The soul of bird must learn to fly