Silent Generator - Rotten Tree

On stormy Saturdays, the colours all run dry
I just hope you'll be coming home today
They've said you're skin and bone best pick up that telephone
The truth will be there soon with what you need
Cause there's no better way to strangle all your pain than knowing soon
We'll all be dust and bone and shame
Pack all your troubles up and take that early train
Just make sure that your last word is I'll see you all again

Oh, come on, you know it feels good to be one of the few
Who take the higher road to be one of the crew
I never wanted to be seen I just wanted to be free
From all these traps and shackles given to me by my rotten tree

The king has lost his mind, and the queen's gone
And slit her wrist old Nostradamus did not predict this twist
The clock ticks like a military, so march on to that cemetery
Just make sure that you wear your Sunday best
Columbus missed the boat it seems and Stalin
Never heard the screams at the helm appears the ears go deaf
And there's no better way to strangle all your pain than knowing soon
We'll all be dust and bone and shame
Pack all your troubles up and take that early train
Just make sure that your last word is I'll see you all again

Oh, come on, you know it feels good
To be one of the few who take the higher road to be one of the crew
I never wanted to be seen I just wanted to be free
From all these traps and shackles given to me by my rotten tree

It's making me crazy, and it's turning me into a hooligan
Now you see the lights go flicker closer now than ever ever
Scream your name into the sky and drink the poison till you cry like I do

On stormy Saturdays, the colours all run dry
I just wish you were coming home today

Written by:
Adam Connor, Michael Goddard, Roland Struckmeyer

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