Spore Lyrics

Your design was as sudden and pure as blooms of spring, unfaltering
Though our ending is as certain as the fall of leaves
I heard summers are getting longer
I should have known these venetian sceneries would stay with me, never leave me
But how in the world could I treasure this life sentence when death is but an open door

I failed, I went astray
I never meant to hurt you
How could I fail to see the beauty in all you wanted us to be

My selfish quest for security is leading me nowhere
Salvaging my own integrity, my own impermanence
To hell with chemistry, I'll leave it all to chance

Barring up sensitivity
Putting up with the levity
Can't you hear the words I can never seem to speak out loud
Gasoline slowly filling my lungs as I wave to the crowd
I was everything, everything you had dreamed of everything that you needed
I've abandoned you, abandoned what I had, abandoned what I was
We're smart enough to read between the lines
And lost enough to believe what we find
And why would we find our way
When death is an open door ?

As I get to realize
We can achieve harmony, symbiosis
Every breath you take is new ground to start all over again, the five of us

Freight by the winds like spores stuck in a storm
Only time will tell where we're headed
We may tremble on the way there but we're carried by the same air
So we will be together anywhere

My selfish quest for security is coming to an end, I will transcend
Salvaging our integrity, our future permanence, unbalanced
To hell with chemistry, I'll leave it all to chance
I'll see no casualty, from chaos I commence
To hell with logic, to hell with empathy
I'll sit back and laugh
Sit back and laugh

Blossoming under sun and rain
All the worry now seems vain
Though I'll always feel ashamed
I'm just waiting for the end
Let's drink to the breaking of our dams

Soon all of our threnodies will be drowned out by the sounds of the sea
Soon venetian sceneries will be all that we see
Soon all of our threnodies will be flushed out by the sea

Blossoming under sun and rain
All the worry now seems vain
Though I'll always feel ashamed
I'm just waiting for the end

I'll be guided by the shape of your dreams
By the sound of your words, of your voice