Life Signs

Go to hell, take the train
Generations, learned impatience
Some kind of strife in the city, now or then
One night of life I take with me, hours spent
Tick tick, you're alive, sunlit sick sky scraped by bright eyed short sight online for thy
Cathedrals are built unbuilt rebuilt, unwavering guilt
Pools of rain heaven spilt, subject to tilt
I'm unfulfilled, I'm in a beautiful place
Yeah, it's so sad in this beautiful place
I need you here right now in this beautiful place
Can you resurrect a cloud?
Can you claim it's fate?

What's on the record
Life in a small town
Fifth and a first sound

Lost my reverie it's locked up in a prison
Return to memory to a land, to a vision
To save a tradition, imagine it different
A natural condition and nerve recognition
Atomic collision, it's fragment prediction
So who is forgiven or maybe who isn't

What's on the record
Life in a small town
Fifth and a first sound
What's on the record
Life in a small town
Fifth and a first sound

Life signs
I am coming apart
I'm becoming together
True to form
True to form
True to form
True to form

What's on the record
Life in a small town
Fifth and a first sound
What's on the record
Life in a small town
Fifth and a first sound
What's on the record
Life in a small town
Fifth and a first sound