Go and yell and on mountaintops.
The angels have forsaken us. The angels have killed us.
You see a journey's end, but at the end must be beginnings.
Lying awake at the symphony of your mind.
Is there no answer? Is there any door with a key just lying there?


How horribly wrong the turns my life's taken.
Covering my past sins in ink and paint.
I was told that there's no wrong way to go.
Then how am I here? Why is this real?
So here I am waiting for the once real to die.
How can the diamonds in the dirt, shine any brighter in the sky?



Look at everyone else, so successful, so bright.
While I'm just stuck here in this eternal night.
While the gondolas keep rowing, the reflection lies.
The keys, hidden in paper emotions.
How tragic the walls I make crumble into pieces.
There has to be a door that is unlocked and loving.
A door that will keep my blood flowing.



How horribly wrong the turns my life's taken.
Covering my past sins in ink and paint.
I was told that there's no wrong way to go.
Then how am I here? Why is this real?
So here I am waiting for the once real to die.
How can the diamonds in the dirt, shine any brighter in the sky?

Wish me luck, in a brave new world.
The plan of the angels come unfurled.
How will I scream this out.
Time to say my goodbyes.
The diamonds in the dirt shine ever brighter in the skies.