The Rescued lyrics

Artist  : Haste 
Song : The Rescued



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 The smokestacks breathe like spitting out the
truth. White lines disguised as fuel consumed.
Under grayblue skies we are simple machines,
marks matched with greatness but tempting fate.
Lines, Faces, are all drawn in the sand. Its
better not to understand and turn your back on
the city. Wine, it tastes like it did yesterday
and finally you've found a way of turning your
back on everything. Don't ever swing on three
right things. Finding safe escape routs and
saying the right things. The choice you make
still affects me. We cling to this tension just
to feel nything, leaving flesh for the effort
we've made. Time to embrace. time won't erase
these guilty looks from your eyes. There is no
disguise good enough to hide lines that are drawn
in the sand. You've finally found a way. Don't
ever, However. Written down in numbers and
measured in waves add up to a sense of
accomplishment.