The ancient fault lines in my mind The continental plates, they're drifting side to side The first it whispers to me, "All is beautiful" Another screams that everything must be destroyed
And when these continents they shift and then collide My shaking and my quaking they cannot be contained inside My hands begin to tremble as they hold my splitting head And all the dreams that gave me wings must surely now be dead My teeth are clenched and grinding, grinding, grinding themselves to dust And meaning has no place amidst the fire and the rust
So just hold me like your child And please don't ever ask what's wrong I promise not to hurt you I promise this won't last much longer Hold me like your child And I won't ever feel alone I promise by the sunrise I'll once again be cold as stone
I've got this feeling that these continents are one with many names There's just one single earth beneath the ocean and L.A. If I could handle truth, then I'd know they're all the same I could be just like you I would never feel ashamed
Destruction breeds creation, or at least that's what they say But it doesn't make the quake within any easier to take
So just hold me like your child And please don't ever ask what's wrong I promise not to hurt you I promise this won't last much longer Hold me like your child And I won't ever feel alone I promise by the sunrise I'll once again be cold as stone
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