Signs

I dream of an open field

Where I bury big ideas

Standing in an open space

Quietly waiting just in case

Oh this doesn't signify

A passion filled co-incidence reply

And well, you should have seen the signs

They lay scattered here like living land mines

Telling your friends that you've just out grown them

Bury it, won't you bury it in the sand?

Telling your parents you hardly know them

Holding it, are you holding it in your hand?

I dream of an open page

Where I pencil all my rage

Standing on a question mark

Wish that I could lift the dark

But oh it doesn't matter how

I have closed the episode for now

And yes you should have seen the signs

We go round again another thousand times

Telling your friends that you've just out grown them

Bury it, won't you bury it in the sand?

Telling your parents you hardly know them

Holding it, are you holding it in your hand?

Telling yourself that you're made of failure

Bury it, won't you bury it in the sand?

Telling a lie that you can't remember

Holding it, are you holding it in your hand?

Now I'm flying away from this nightmare

And I'm flying so far from my fear

And as oxygen leaves this experience

With my memory stuck on repeat

So I wish you all the best

Emperor's clothes and beaten chest, down

Dream in six and seven

Laughing at the gates of heaven, how

Where are your leaders yeah where are your saviours?

How more of this distance to go?

We gave up believing in fate or divinity

Love we forgot long ago

We're falling away now

Forgetting our way home

There's nothing to say now

Not at all

Telling your friends that you've just outgrown them

Bury your head in the sand

Telling your parents you hardly them

Holding their past in your hand

Telling yourself that you're made of failure

Bury your head in the sand

Telling a lie that you can't remember

Holding the past in your hand