Funeral Party - The Golden Age Of Knowhere

I saw the ages brought down by fear watch them run off and return
for years and years sought out the lights making all lost clear as
we dried out are blank-stares from ear to ear here we are suit up
we're ready to fight the war watch the birds carry on while we set for more crawled out are house to mend the scars as we weld together they fall so far soon all the pieces of broken time held together for seconds what's left to find throw out your backs and hold up your arms as we march out the temples return to the stars here we are complicated matters in my frame as we make are way out to the sun journey thru it all we'll try to tame and were doing it before it's done make are marking out thru all the woods as
we fling are bodies in the sun it was coming up becoming
way to clear it's a feeling i can never sale