Broken Things - Attack In Black

In my wonder I can weigh the loss that we all had to suffer

Felt in headaches from the knowing heroes lives uncovered

To be seen as they had always been

Nothing but a boring shade of blue

From the knowing that I’ll never sing in tune

Like the rest of you

Like the truth that beautiful

Could be wealthy spelt another way

Said to us in words that linger

Words that swear we’ll make it through the day

Let die our spoiled architect boroughs

Let die our finger-printed window sorrows

Let us address our wakes by name

Say «I'd have the strength to face you, day

Save for the broken things in my life.»

I found the need to stay alive

Reason enough to pay to mind

That all of this could mean the world

Or be such a fucking waste of time