Textures - Laments Of An Icarus

Song: Laments Of An Icarus Band: Textures Album: Silhouettes Year: 2008 Label: Listenable Records Lyrics: Now it’s always been a riddle Misanthrope, you always pursued a valid reason You know, to be wrong with a reason -- You are what you are But your ever present subliminal self bends the black -- You sleep so tight But dreamless -- Facing forward -- Dawn’s edge, the supplement to destiny’s ender You smother all the words you have never said, with a mouth filled with empathy Words can be an enemy -- you can never say you’re sorry ’cause you’re a pretender Unpretend -- Fall from grace -- Unconcealed -- Just a phase Summer’s bruise -- Turn a wrench Bottled thoughts -- Blind eye stare Look out of the window You stare in the face of a widow Drink up, like a lover You recreate all that’s over The turn of the tide -- You’re used up Just take it like a man, All you must do is confess The truth is