The buzz of city lights
Allure of scorched trees
Neathe burning satellites
Make a wish, am I finally free?

Waking at the station
There's no place left to go
This town's estranged vibrations
Whatever happened to the afterglow?

Down on the street its all foggy faces
Traffic pulsing through black tar arteries
Romanticising your taillight tracers 
While we taint the air we breathe
 
The buzz of city lights
Allure of scorched trees
Neathe burning satellites
Make a wish, am I finally free?
Down on the underground
I'm just another zombie
A burntout faceless shell
If this is living just let me bleed

A thousand pilgrims pass me by
Eyes demand, fixed to bloodstained shrines
One disciple she's blistered, burnt for time
Her concrete idols bleach our sky

Safe in the shade of your sanctuary
You saw the face of God, now you've gone insane
Been losing sight of the irony lately
Only to smoke away your pain

The buzz of city lights
Allure of scorched trees
Neathe burning satellites
Make a wish, am I finally free?
Down on the underground
I'm just another zombie
A burntout faceless shell
If this is living just let me bleed

(unintelligible)

The buzz of city lights
Allure of scorched trees
Neathe burning satellites
Make a wish, am I finally free?
Down on the underground
I'm just another zombie
A burntout faceless shell
If this is living just let me bleed
(bleed so free)

(the buzz of city lights)
(neathe burnin satellites)

Learning to Face the Sun

This is Living?

This Is Living?

~ Still learning to face the Sun ~

Written & performed by a shitty Musician in a tiny bedroom, compiled by a Producer frequently under the influence; mastered by the hearing impaired. This demonstration should NOT be listened to by ANYONE. Any persons who do choose to listen to these demos, do so at their own risk.

Learning to Face the Sun is the least anticipated demo of today, critics are already describing as "With out a doubt, some of the songs of the last decade." others are calling "Woefully underproduced!" - The Opinionated Press

This Is Living?

Tidalhaze