(Sullivan) 2016 Long after the golden winter sunsets fade beyond the dusk We’d drive this way out of the city and up towards the west And we’d pull to the side of the road at the top of the hill, kill the lights and keep the engine running And when our eyes got used to the darkness, we could see the storm coming It’s not that I believed in what you said but I envied you your faith Still innocent after all these years, bringing your little fire to the blaze We all find ways to live with ourselves, to pretend we’re moving on For if our eyes got used to the darkness, we’d see the damage that we’ve done Now all is militant beats and tribal flags and everything just for show When no one listens much to what you say, then all you’re going to say is ‘no’ Paramilitary guards in cheap uniforms, security lights brighter than the sun For if our eyes got used to the darkness, we’d see the damage that we’ve done And now the shadows merge and drift apart On the twisting, turning paths And all is liquid, no place to fall There is no edge, just the night singing… And if we get used to stillness, we’ll feel the air breathing And if our ears get used to silence, we’ll hear our hearts beating Come on into the jet black night with all the animals and the rivers running And when our eyes get used to the darkness, we can see the storm coming And maybe out beyond the blackest storms, we’ll see the furthest stars Published by Attack Attack Music
