Signs of a vacant soul

Someone should have told me when I was younger Life was only learning how to lose Now I´m older and so much stronger And I only feel I´m being abused And now my hands move slower and slower in pain...

Something quite extraordinary Takes my tongue from me Saying things I don´t mean Describing things I´ve not seen Close to me But not inside I know Closet Parasite Sold myself a mortuary Now loss is...

You can't help but do what you want to Just talk slower somehow that will make it all true And now you're putting on your shoes My what a foul reaction And then you lose composure with distractions...

Praying hands grasp a throat Searching for a song they wrote Heater just won't warm a frozen spirit Just a man with a cause No reward and no applause If there was a call he did not hear it Tiny hero...

Searching for the right phrase Put a name on this new haze I rub my eyes and I still can´t see I´m blind in a new way I cower under the shelter I´ve made Ports of call in new land Busy making a new...

More waits outside the door Wondering what it's waiting for Less is running up the score Gotta find out why I don't have more. The perfect sky, a twitching eye, needed only one thing to get by let it...

I spoke the words above the flood The water flows with frozen blood Recall the hands that stitched my eyes Cut them open and start to rise Chorus The things they always told you The things they tried...

So now you know I'll spill my guts and spoil the show I thought I stirred up quite a mess But cleaning up just causes even more distress Did the only thing I knew to do But having faith in something...

Here I am again, gonna cure the common cold, end world hunger and get my movie sold (and uh)... Gonna teach the world to sing, give 'em all a hand, solve their problems and gonna take a stand Look...

What good would it do To keep this finger pointed I break myself into And spill around the joint Picture me as two A smile a frown together The greater then is you To put this to an end And lead us...