Everything in time. Set your eyes upon the shallow surface.
Hollow out your mind. How divine, you disengage your self.
Tell me. Tell me of your consolation.
Tell me. I am lost in the gray.
Tell me that your final home is not a... a shot in the dark.
Tell me that your hopes and dreams don"t end in the heart...
...of a graveyard. ...of a graveyard.
Set aside your soul. Let tomorrow realize itself.
Tell me. Tell me of your consolation.
Tell me. I am lost in the gray.
Tell me that your final home is not a... a shot in the dark.
Tell me that your hopes and dreams don"t end in the heart...
...of a graveyard. ...of a graveyard.
(...of a graveyard.) Tell me that your final home is not a... a shot in the dark.
(...of a graveyard.) Tell me that your hopes and dreams don"t end in the heart...
Brace for the ending you may not see.
Will you stop descending six shallow feet.
Tell me. Tell me of your consolation.
Tell me. I am lost in the gray.
Tell me that your final home is not a... a shot in the dark.
Tell me that your hopes and dreams don"t end in the heart...
...of a graveyard. ...of a graveyard.
(...of a graveyard.) Tell me that your final home is not a... a shot in the dark.
(...of a graveyard.) Tell me that your hopes and dreams don"t end in the heart...
Behind the Song:
'I can't wrap my head around the idea of eternal nothingness after death. To me it seems like a much harder pill to swallow than a continued existence. Not to mention, a Hell of a lot less to look forward to. For every bit of joy that life has to offer, there seems to be a substantial amount of hardship and strain. Without the hope of some divine resolution, the journey seems gainless. Some will see it as a delusional faith, but who wants to die with a half-empty glass?' - Ryan Clark
Hollow out your mind. How divine, you disengage your self.
Tell me. Tell me of your consolation.
Tell me. I am lost in the gray.
Tell me that your final home is not a... a shot in the dark.
Tell me that your hopes and dreams don"t end in the heart...
...of a graveyard. ...of a graveyard.
Set aside your soul. Let tomorrow realize itself.
Tell me. Tell me of your consolation.
Tell me. I am lost in the gray.
Tell me that your final home is not a... a shot in the dark.
Tell me that your hopes and dreams don"t end in the heart...
...of a graveyard. ...of a graveyard.
(...of a graveyard.) Tell me that your final home is not a... a shot in the dark.
(...of a graveyard.) Tell me that your hopes and dreams don"t end in the heart...
Brace for the ending you may not see.
Will you stop descending six shallow feet.
Tell me. Tell me of your consolation.
Tell me. I am lost in the gray.
Tell me that your final home is not a... a shot in the dark.
Tell me that your hopes and dreams don"t end in the heart...
...of a graveyard. ...of a graveyard.
(...of a graveyard.) Tell me that your final home is not a... a shot in the dark.
(...of a graveyard.) Tell me that your hopes and dreams don"t end in the heart...
Behind the Song:
'I can't wrap my head around the idea of eternal nothingness after death. To me it seems like a much harder pill to swallow than a continued existence. Not to mention, a Hell of a lot less to look forward to. For every bit of joy that life has to offer, there seems to be a substantial amount of hardship and strain. Without the hope of some divine resolution, the journey seems gainless. Some will see it as a delusional faith, but who wants to die with a half-empty glass?' - Ryan Clark