Every Time I Die - Cities and Years Lyrics

Play with the bow at the bridge
Tune your voices to minor chords
This is the lowest we've ever been until we bend for the offering
We're giving a knee jerk response to the awe

We come strapped to the bed, on display from the duty of tour
They picked up the signals we tapped to the visitors
Our sea legs were lost on the march from the graves to the cross
We brandish the plague of the middleman's heart

Sing the rats through the gate
I was still in one piece when they tied me to the back of the car
But I met the road and I've slept with thousands of miles since the day I was born
Our shoes are milled to the sole and our souls are skin and bones
If I'm a stranger still just move the severed pieces around

So course is the world
We're going back and forth and back and forth grinding our bodies into dust
We'll never make it home alive
We'll never make it home alive
We'll never make it home alive

Play with the bow at the bridge
All girls buy the enemy line
All girls buy the enemy line

Woe, such remarkable woe
Hold sight of him
Hold sight of him
Point him out

I was still in one piece when they tied me to the back of the car
But I met with the road and I've slept with thousands of miles since the day I was born
Our shoes are milled to the sole and our souls are skin and bones
If I'm a stranger still just move the severed pieces around

So course is the world
We're going back and forth and back and forth grinding our bodies into dust
War, come with us home