Anathema - A Fine Day To Exit

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⁣Long
way from home

Nowhere to go

What made the river so cold?



The sweat of thoughts

Trickle down my brow

Soaking and stinging my eye



You've got to face it, head on

So you can turn this thing around

Because this ain't right



Telltale signs and cries

Of dreams unfulfilled

And time is running, running dry



Panic stricken bloodshot hearts

Try to restart

But no longer build the well

To survive sweet oblivion



You've got to face it, head on

So you can turn this thing around

Because this ain't right



I've got these feelings

And I don't know why

I see all my fears

In the darkness of light

What
made the river so cold?



Never anyone to rearrange and fall to

Time inside the empty

Call to the blameless

I am faithless



Placid dying eyes



You've got to face it, head on

So you can turn this thing around

Because this ain't right



You have to go eye to eye

Raise your face to the sky

Because this ain't right



I got to believe when I say

Only this is the way