Yesterday my troubles seemed so far away
And now there?s nothing left to do but watch the choices slip away
And all the voices ricochet ? our conversation disappears
In recrimination ? voices ricochet ? they?re just
Words in the distance, like birds inside my head, and
The water runs red ? you?re a
Stone on the windscreen, you shatter the world ahead
Voices ricochet ? you can picture a big ?thirteen?, try to extinguish me
Relinquish me from the damage
It?s only mortality?
It?s the echoes of carnage
Now the view is all tarnished ? the rest is just wreckage
The sky?s a varnish, furnished with thoughts of flight
And the pain still visible in light and sound and sight
Dismiss the sky ? voices ricochet
Grip is precarious
There?s various ways the path of truth can bury us
Too many variables, too much chit-chat
Too much of this and that
Too much zig-zag, yin yang, yak yak
I?m all right, Jack, pull up the plank, I?m aboard
Fall on your sword ? a humming repetitive
Feels like a sedative, nerves are the last to decay
Don?t worry, it?ll fade away
Voices ricochet ? our conversation disappears
In recrimination ? voices ricochet ? they?re just
Words in the distance, like birds inside my head
And all the manacles that bind, the pinnacles you climb
To the background of a cynical ?who? and ?what? and ?why?
And ?why not?? ?Scuse me while I dismiss the sky
Voices ricochet ? dismiss the sky
And now there?s nothing left to do but watch the choices slip away
And all the voices ricochet ? our conversation disappears
In recrimination ? voices ricochet ? they?re just
Words in the distance, like birds inside my head, and
The water runs red ? you?re a
Stone on the windscreen, you shatter the world ahead
Voices ricochet ? you can picture a big ?thirteen?, try to extinguish me
Relinquish me from the damage
It?s only mortality?
It?s the echoes of carnage
Now the view is all tarnished ? the rest is just wreckage
The sky?s a varnish, furnished with thoughts of flight
And the pain still visible in light and sound and sight
Dismiss the sky ? voices ricochet
Grip is precarious
There?s various ways the path of truth can bury us
Too many variables, too much chit-chat
Too much of this and that
Too much zig-zag, yin yang, yak yak
I?m all right, Jack, pull up the plank, I?m aboard
Fall on your sword ? a humming repetitive
Feels like a sedative, nerves are the last to decay
Don?t worry, it?ll fade away
Voices ricochet ? our conversation disappears
In recrimination ? voices ricochet ? they?re just
Words in the distance, like birds inside my head
And all the manacles that bind, the pinnacles you climb
To the background of a cynical ?who? and ?what? and ?why?
And ?why not?? ?Scuse me while I dismiss the sky
Voices ricochet ? dismiss the sky