Burnt By The Sun

Stiff as hell. Fade to black. Blackness swells. Forgetting never felt so
good. Yeah, remembering only as a reference. Today is gauged by how
unhappy I am not. I can still hear whats going on back there and I dont
care. One would struggle to find some kind of peace of mind but I
just dont care. Once would struggle to find some kind of peace of mind.
Even when this dance is over I wont stop moving. I will never miss a
beat. I would not be able to move like this without having walked through
your door. I would not. No, not without having my eyes shut...
or having watched them burn. Shaped, redirected, reevaluated, created a new
man. Thanks for getting me in. Ill get you next time.
Much like discipline is the price to pay for progression, the admission price for happiness
is often suffering. Regret loses its luster and appeal after considering that where we are in
our lives is merely the product of experiences and decisions. The not-so true madness that
others put us through becomes a standard with which to compare our happiness to. So
thanks for getting me in. I wont be paying you back
[ The Fish Under The Sea Dance Lyrics ]