
The Great Distance Songtext
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a noise quieter than a dying breath
mirrors on the blank side of the paper
a need to control this suicide
something i'll never quite understand
what would heal these holes
marks left by the feeding needle
tonight the bullets turn into keys
and we escape
a sea of silence where i go
stuck somewhere between a blick and a tear
and the great distance
maybe it was just a ghost of a voice
i thought i once heard
maybe nothing of the like
maybe it was a memory
i thought i saw creeping by
maybe nothing
"Better to die, and to sleep
The never waking sleep, than linger on,
And dare to live, when the soul's life is gone."
[Sophocles (496BC-406-5BC)]
this was the day of losing control
mirrors on the blank side of the paper
a need to control this suicide
something i'll never quite understand
what would heal these holes
marks left by the feeding needle
tonight the bullets turn into keys
and we escape
a sea of silence where i go
stuck somewhere between a blick and a tear
and the great distance
maybe it was just a ghost of a voice
i thought i once heard
maybe nothing of the like
maybe it was a memory
i thought i saw creeping by
maybe nothing
"Better to die, and to sleep
The never waking sleep, than linger on,
And dare to live, when the soul's life is gone."
[Sophocles (496BC-406-5BC)]
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