The Blank Static Screen
VersaEmerge * Track #2 On Cities Built on Sand
The Blank Static Screen Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Dare I ask you this?
Where do you stand as a come and go acquaintance?
I’ve been pondering around this bond for sometime now
What have you been?
What have you been hiding in?
Is it in the tall forest?
[Refrain]
Won’t he listen?
(Won’t he listen to the voices calling his name?)
Will he attempt?
(Won’t he listen to the voices calling his name?)
[Chorus]
I’ve been laying on the other side
Where they're all waving goodbye behind a fake frown
Feeding lies to the ears of a brother that has been lost
Trying to find a way back home
[Post-Chorus]
But stumbles on the roots he made
Wandering, wandering
[Verse 2]
As he barks, the words that have no meaning
I try to paint a picture in my mind of how things used to be
As you say your speech, the blank static screen
Is trying to make the channel clear
But gets interrupted by your careless heart
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 3]
Walking backwards (Sinking down)
Straying away (Falling away)
Looking at me (From me)
With a face afraid of (Please help me)
Being a false witness to this never-ending case
The thought of empty-handedness is having its way
(So stop running away) from me
[Bridge]
(Away we go tonight, but we’re far from our goodbyes)
(Away we go tonight, but we’re far from our goodbyes)
The end lies in your hands as we are keeping set minds
The end lies in your hands
(Away we go tonight, but we’re far from our goodbyes)
As we are keeping (keeping set minds)
Keeping set minds!
[Chorus]
I’ve been laying on the other side
Where they're all waving goodbye behind a fake frown
Feeding lies to the ears of a brother that has been lost
Trying to find a way back home
[Chorus]
I’ve been laying on the other side
(But stumbles on the roots he made)
Where they're all waving goodbye behind a fake frown
(Wandering)
Feeding lies to the ears of a brother that has been lost
Trying to find a way back home
[Outro]
It’s an empty page (It’s an empty page)
With growing age
It’s bound to flourish again
It's an empty page (It’s an empty page)
With growing age
It's bound to flourish again