Dead Promises

[Verse 1]
With the motion of a bird with a broken wing
No beast to prey on you for now
Hair-raising prospects and head-toned harmony

[Chorus]
When the way is finally found
In the stacks and piles of dead promises
We keep around

[Verse 2]
From the grotto haze, the days will elevate
Mirror ruination to the daytime
From the bedlam block to the real-time rodeo

[Chorus]
When the way is finally found
In the stacks and piles of dead promises
We keep around

[Chorus]
When the way is finally found
In the stacks and piles of dead promises
That we keep around