Age Of Innocence

We dismiss

The back roads

To ride these streets

Unafraid

Resigned to

Scraping paint

From our bones

Unashamed

No more the eye upon you

No more the simple man

Desolation yes

Hesitation no

Desolation yes

Hesitation no

As you might have guessed

All is never shown

Desolation yes

Hesitation no

And in my prayers

I dream alone

A silent speech

To deaf ear

If you want love

You must be love

But if you bleed love

You will die loved

No more the lie upon you

Cast to stone and autumn shade

Desolation yes

Hesitation no

Desolation yes

Hesitation no

As you might have sensed

We won't make it home

Desolation yes

Hesitation no

Before the rites of spring

Come to mean all things

A little taste

Of what may come

A mere glimpse of what has gone

Cause for the moment we are free

We seek to bind our release

Too young to die

Too rich to care

Too fucked to swear that I was there

Desolation yes

Hesitation no

Desolation yes

Hesitation no

As you might have guessed

We won't make it home

Desolation yes

Hesitation no