Atlas: Anger - Sleeping At Last

Like wildfire

It starts in my chest

The silence grows louder

Ringing out in my head

I feel the Earth shaking under my feet

I feel the pressure building until I can’t breathe

And it takes everything

It all spills out

Reckless but honest words leave my mouth

Like kerosene on the flame of doubt

I couldn’t make it right

Alarms will sound

But it’s too late for holy water now

Sooner or later the fire dies down

I’ll open up my eyes

And I’ll try and find the image of God

In mountains made of ash and clouds of smoke

It’s fight or flight

Buried in my mind

It’s fight or flight

It keeps my mind cold

But I feel it break

With just one misstep down a fire escape

And suddenly I’m someone that prays

A last minute man of faith

But I’ll leave behind miles and miles of jagged lines

Upon the surface of the Divine

I wish I could set them straight

Till it all spills out

Reckless but honest words leave my mouth

Like kerosene on the flame of doubt

I just couldn’t make it right

Alarms will sound

But it’s too late for holy water now

Sooner or later the fire dies down

In my eyes again