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Concerning The Way It Was
Disc 1
01. Blue 42
02. The Closest Thing to Closure
03. American Love
04. Concerning the Way It Was
05. Song of Faith
06. Ros King
07. One Life to Live
08. The Last Goodbye
09. An Honest Confession
10. Substance
11. Breaking My Own Heart
12. Outro
Disc 2
01. Fallen
02. The Perfect Night
03. Walk On
04. When Everything Falls
05. If I Could See
06. Walls and Fear
07. For a Lifetime
08. This Time It’s Real
09. Bleed Alone
10. InstruMETAL
11. All I Have
12. Long Way Down
Disc 3
01. Eye of the Needle
02. Pressure the Hinges
03. The Minor Prophets
04. The Oracle
05. White Collar
06. Needles
07. Janet’s Planet
08. Servant Ties
09. Stitches
10. Vertigo
11. Akeldema
12. Eremus
13. Chorus of Angels
Five words, five words is all it would take
Five words to change your heart and mind
In the heat of the sun I know you're the only one
You still can't hold yourself together

Alone
Alone (All alone)
You have this conversation
To satisfy your most intimate inner thoughts

Then you bite your lip when it matters most
A shade of red in sight
Can you taste the blood?
Taste it on your lips

Rip the seam then I'll show you
How the strings become the stitches in your mouth
In your silence we are louder
When the strings become the stitches in your mouth

Your growing imagination
Preparing you for what your heart requires to say

Then you bite your lip when it matters most
A shade of red in sight
Can you taste the blood?
Taste it on your lips

Rip the seam then I'll show you
How the strings become the stitches in your mouth
In your silence we are louder
When the strings become the stitches in your mouth

Five words, repeating over in your head
That's all you ever have to do
Five words. Is it really that hard to say?
You're worth more than this
You're worth more than this

Rip the seam then I'll show you
How the strings become the stitches in your mouth
In your silence we are louder
When the strings become the stitches in your mouth

Rip the seam then I'll show you
How the strings become the stitches in your mouth
In your silence we are louder
When the strings become the stitches in your mouth