Words Too Small to Say

歌詞

What good is a syllable? I wish this disease was killable Nothing you say can change the way the hole remains unfillable The burden unshakable The breakable soul is up there without a net Are we having fun yet? We're looking for the cure The pure state of mind But who has the time these days, who has the time? Gone are the days of the hero There's nothing left but the one and the zero Which one are you? You decide alone, The dial tone your only guide since the deicide of Neitzche and Freud Left us with the void Aw thank you, big fellas It was a hell of a thing to do... Believe me I would not lie to you today I've heard words I've heard words too small to say I hear them fall like the rain And they touch me just like hands And the secret The secret is not minding what you don't understand Gone are the days of the priest and the shaman Can you get an amen? The answer is no But oh - a bottle of pills For twenty five bucks a week And everything that you seek And everything that is hunting you down Recedes to the sound of a dull roar But you're up off the floor And not so unsteady Ready? swallow the first one... Maybe we're only as sick as our secrets And maybe our secrets are all that we own Maybe you pump air into the belljar and maybe you're under the belljar alone Maybe salvation falls from on high Maybe there's no salvation up there Maybe there's a secret Maybe we share Believe me I could not lie if I tried anyway I've heard words I've heard words too small to say I hear them fall like the rain I see them touch me like hands And the secret The secret is not minding what you don't understand I got a secret I should tell I'm going up to Heaven on a split pea shell. Written off of a live recording. Anyone with the CD, feel free to submit corrections.