Constant Illuminations

Where's the emotion tuned to the sound of sincerity?

Without connection the lesson doesn't come for free

Senseless distractions, your spoken words are just a lie

These interactions, the desperate act of fleeting minds

Constant illuminations

With no hope of preservation

Nothing but friendly fire

Soon you will be home again

Buried expressions, they are the heart of everything

Distant impressions when there is nothing left to say

So damn lucky to be hear at the end of the end of the day

So damn lucky when all the streets still call your name

Constant illuminations

With no hope of preservation

Nothing but friendly fire

Soon you will be home again

Spirit dies within

Spirit dies within

Constant illuminations

With no hope of preservation

Nothing but friendly fire

Soon you will be home again

The spirit, the spirit, the spirit

It dies within