The Sufferer & the Witness

Chairs thrown and tables toppled, Hands armed with broken bottles, Standing no chance to win but, We're not running, we're not running. There's a point I think we're missing, It's in the air we raise our fists in, In the smiles we cast each other, My

In fields where nothing grew but weeds, I found a flower at my feet, Bending there in my direction, I wrapped a hand around its stem, I pulled until the roots gave in, Finding there what I'd been missing, But I know- So I tell myself, I tell myself i

[ti:roadside] [ar:RA] [al:VW] [by:ANTICHRIS] [00:02.28]Roadside [00:04.56] [00:08.31]edited by ANTICHRIS [00:12.92] [00:16.46]Tell me what I' m supposed to do [00:20.07]With all these leftover feelings of you [00:26.26]Because I don't know [00:30.89]

[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [00:01.82]4.Bricks [00:04.73] [00:05.56] [00:07.40]When faith alone is not enough, [00:09.17]To keep our heads barely above, [00:10.30]We look for reason and come up empty-handed. [00:13.05]And when our children fight our wars, [00:

Ready To Fall Hold on slow down again from the top now and tell me everything I know I've been gone for what seems like forever But I'm here now waiting To convince you that I'm not a ghost or a stranger But closer than you think 'She said just go on

[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [00:05.57]Under The Knife [00:07.43] [00:07.84] [00:19.09]Wake me up inside [00:21.06]Tell me theres a reason [00:23.62]To take another step [00:25.67]To get up off my knees and, [00:28.11]Follow this path of most resistance [00:32.

Rise Against - Prayer Of The Refugee ★ Warm yourself by the fire, son, And the morning will come soon. I'll tell you stories of a better time, In a place that we once knew. Before we packed our bags And left all this behind us in the dust, We had a p

You spend your days counting the hours you're awake And when night covers the sky you find yourself doing the same It's a burden you've been burying in spite of all your prayers As the light turns off inside your heart do you remember What it's like

[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [00:01.76]7.Drones [00:04.02] [00:10.92] [00:23.35]Deep inside these burning buildings [00:26.66]Voices die to be heard [00:27.98]Years we spent teaching a lesson [00:30.15]We ourselves had never learned [00:32.82] [00:33.26]And if

set me off like dynamite strapped tight around my waist we are the ones in competition but claim this ain't no race take a breath and explode like bullets tearing throungh the wind cut me up with a razor blade that tries to separathe skin now in the