Senses Fail
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Senses Fail
Senses Fail
Senses Fail & Spencer Charnas
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Senses Fail
Senses Fail
All I have is a memory of who you were
The lilacs drip in winter rain, the thunder always calls your name
The tumble graves where ravens wait as the lightning fades
"These fragments I have shored against my ruins, I've gone mad"
Your soul echoes
Your soul echoes in the night
Your love echoes in my life
And if I ended this would I get to see your face somewhere in the light?
I taste thе grief like mercury, it's a sour stonе
I swallow coal to dull the ache on broken legs
I accept my fate
The daisies grow in the shade of graves as the lightning paves
On the road to eternity I hear my ancestors calling me
Your soul echoes
Your soul echoes in the night
Your love echoes in my life
And if I ended this would I get to see your face somewhere in the light?
We went to your empty house and sorted through your things
I kept the pictures of your wedding day and the painting that you made
And though it may seem like you're gone, you'll always live in me
The love i give my daughter is the love that you gave me
Your soul echoes
Your soul echoes in the night
Your love echoes in my life
And if I ended this would I get to see your face somewhere in the light?
Your soul echoes (All I want is to be cured)
Your soul echoes in the night (All I want is to be cured)
Your love echoes in my life
And if I ended this would I get to see your face somewhere in the light?
Your soul lets go
Your soul echoes in my life
What the Thunder Said was written by Buddy Nielsen.
What the Thunder Said was produced by Beau Burchell.
Senses Fail released What the Thunder Said on Fri Jul 15 2022.
This song is pretty crazy because it goes from this very post-punk beginning into these blast beats and screaming and very black-metalesque type drums in the bridge with this massive chorus. Lyrically, this is a culmination of the ‘Waste Land’ story. It’s supposed to transition into the next side of...