Tiny Voices

[00:13.25] The brown and orange sky holds its breath as the sun retreats
[00:16.64] To the distant horizon
[00:19.51] And our hearts palpitate anxiously, as we soon will lay supine
[00:24.23] And wait for sleep to overcome us
[00:28.42]
[00:32.57] And from somewhere in our black subconscious minds, when we're asleep
[00:35.75] Comes a haunting, swelling mass of voices resonating
[00:39.16] It screams of forgotten victims and their cries of innocence
[00:42.30] And the desperate plea for recognition
[00:44.56] And recompense
[00:45.90] Tiny voices
[00:49.29] Echoes of our heritage
[00:50.76] Our long and sallow faces turn the other way
[00:54.08] Tiny voices
[00:57.27] Harbored deep within
[00:58.42] As we outwardly deny
[01:00.02] They have something to say
[01:01.97] And if you don't confront 'em
[01:03.36] They will never go away
[01:08.18]
[01:11.64] The billions of tiny pinhole embers fade into
[01:14.56] A morning sky filled with poignant morose wonder
[01:18.31] Waking, we bear a cosmetic peace that verifies the turmoil
[01:22.86] That we carry deep inside
[01:24.88] Ah, ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
[01:25.66] Ah, ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
[01:31.25] And from somewhere in our black subconscious minds, when we're asleep
[01:40.53] Comes a haunting swelling mass of voices resonating
[01:43.84] It screams of forgotten victims and their cries of innocence
[01:46.90] And the desperate plea for recognition
[01:49.28] And recompense
[01:50.64] Tiny voices
[01:53.79] Echoes of our heritage
[01:55.23] Our long and sallow faces turn the other way
[01:58.58] Tiny voices
[02:01.71] Harbored deep within
[02:03.06] As we outwardly deny
[02:04.45] That they have something to say
[02:06.46] And if you don't confront 'em
[02:07.82] They will never go away
[02:15.36] Go away
[02:21.73] Go away
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