מילים לשיר Same Shade As Concrete – Circle Takes The Square

Rejoice, rejoice a noble birth, a prince is born.
Behold the birth of violence,
beasts of fang and feather cry for our concrete rapture,
and if we beg to be put down, unto us the most inspired storm.
A princess ravaged by her prince
two frail corpses both were they,
behold, the birth of sex and distance,
his eyes were the first to stray.
every tree held fast the earth to sky.
Concrete replaces every branch and twig as they were frayed
upon the birth of ambition.
The heavens filled our gilded vessel
with poison tears,
Here's to the watchers in the wood,
before we drink,
I propose a toast, a final prayer.
here's to the last days,
unto us a most inspired song. Halt the harp strings whose chords confuse our histories with textures.
With the disheartened chorus
of a hymnal whose choir is the conviction of the starving,
Shaper, stop the music.
that this body of work has worth.
artless, tempted by the feast of proof
Uncertain as the fingering of a chord torn prematurely from a piano's womb.
that faithful shade, As we fill our precious lungs with concrete,
a shaper's song is stopped short
Then the only movement and the last
remains of grace:
Pollen falling off the simple hinge joint leg
upon the final breath of a dragonfly.
A cardinal, lost but headstrong in mid flight cries for our concrete rapture, wade in the water, wade.
Let the flood swell, thank the storm for her tears.
The faithful say its beautiful, its god's will but the fool knows
what the prophets have seen,
no salvation's impending. The faithful say its beautiful,
its god's will
let the flood swell
and the bodies that break we'll just float down the river.
run softly, sweet river, Stay tame, soft river,
while we weigh our faith, stay sweet,
the fool who wades in doubt will float like concrete.
Come and fill your lungs. Come and fill your lungs. There's so much hope buried underneath tragedy, its the same shade as concrete.
The faithful say its beautiful,
its god's will, let the flood swell
on the loudspeaker sermons and a parish descending.
There's so much hope buried underneath tragedy,
its the same shade as concrete.
Let the flood swell.