Testo Signs Frost*

Signs

I dream of an open field
Where I bury big ideas
Standing in an open space
Quietly waiting just in case

Oh this doesn't signify
A passion filled co-incidence reply
And well, you should have seen the signs
They lay scattered here like living land mines

Telling your friends that you've just out grown them
Bury it, won't you bury it in the sand?
Telling your parents you hardly know them
Holding it, are you holding it in your hand?

I dream of an open page
Where I pencil all my rage
Standing on a question mark
Wish that I could lift the dark

But oh it doesn't matter how
I have closed the episode for now
And yes you should have seen the signs
We go round again another thousand times

Telling your friends that you've just out grown them
Bury it, won't you bury it in the sand?
Telling your parents you hardly know them
Holding it, are you holding it in your hand?
Telling yourself that you're made of failure
Bury it, won't you bury it in the sand?
Telling a lie that you can't remember
Holding it, are you holding it in your hand?

Now I'm flying away from this nightmare
And I'm flying so far from my fear
And as oxygen leaves this experience
With my memory stuck on repeat

So I wish you all the best
Emperor's clothes and beaten chest, down
Dream in six and seven
Laughing at the gates of heaven, how

Where are your leaders yeah where are your saviours?
How more of this distance to go?
We gave up believing in fate or divinity
Love we forgot long ago
We're falling away now
Forgetting our way home
There's nothing to say now
Not at all

Telling your friends that you've just outgrown them
Bury your head in the sand
Telling your parents you hardly them
Holding their past in your hand
Telling yourself that you're made of failure
Bury your head in the sand
Telling a lie that you can't remember
Holding the past in your hand