Hold on to every memory as tomorrow spills away
The wound it grows deeper as you concentrate your pain
You can stand there thinking if that's just what you do
Hope for the return of the you that I once knew
CHORUS
What is this emptiness?
What you pour inside?
What you hold so close?
What that angel sighed?
What this heart needs?
What angers your skin?
What holds you to this memory?
What holds you to this sin?
Look into any mirror and see somebody else
Looking for mirror in which to see themselves
Fall into the water and out the other side again
What would you call yourself if I were to call you friend?
CHORUS
The promise of better times are drown within your fears
No pleasure gained from anger in a glass of bitter tears
No lessons learned from anger a greater good is lost
If you never set aside your bones and never count the cost
CHORUS
credits
from NEEDLEROCK SCISSORS PAPER,
released August 8, 1994
Kevin Olson-lyrics, vocals, samples, keyboards/drums, recording engineer
Bob Calkins-guitars, bass, Casio DG-20 digital midi guitar
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