alexisonfire
born and raised
All blossoms die in the light of our new culture Find your belief in that which cannot be discovered Countless lessons lie in every fever dream A million voices asking, what does it all mean?  I've lost all direction I've lost all my direction And now I wish, that I would have believed Could have believed  Escape, escape Nature's indifferent hand Retreat, retreat To the bliss of our creation  We were born and raised (raised) To live beyond (beyond) The heft and weight of a world undone  Like a bird from the north (for warmth) Our hearts will roam in search of warmth  Two hands come together to pray for greater yields Two poles of a compass guided by a field In the mind of every man, two ghosts dance Was this place made, or was it here by chance?  I've lost all direction I've lost all my direction And now I wish, that I would have believed Could have believed  Escape, escape Nature's indifferent hand Retreat, retreat To the bliss of our creation  We were born and raised (raised) To live beyond (beyond) The heft and weight of a world undone Like a bird from the north (for warmth) Our hearts will roam in search of warmth  Uncountable numbers written in new fallen snow I can hear the claws of the beast tapping at my window Nihilist sleeps and in dreams he sees god's face Realize even disbelief requires a leap of faith From birth to death, we search for what's yet to be known We and hope and pray and ask, but we are never shown  Born and raised (raised) To live beyond (beyond) The heft and weight of a world undone Like a bird from the north (for warmth) Our hearts will roam in search of warmth  We were born and raised (raised) Born and raised (and raised) Born and raised (and raised) Born and raised (and raised)