Golden Age of Knowhere

I saw the ages brought down by fear

Watched 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 as we set for more

Crawled out our houses 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 stars

Here we are



Complicated matters in my frame

As we make our way out to the sun

Journey through it all and try to tame

And we're doing it before it's done



Make our markings out through all the woods

As we fling are bodies in the sun

And it was coming up, it's come away too clear

It's a feeling I can never sell



Oh yeah, it's a feeling I can never sell

Oh yeah, it's a feeling I can never sell

Oh yeah, it's a feeling I can never sell

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