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Blindside - The Great Depression - Put Back the Stars
The Great Depression
01. The Great Depression
02. This Is a Heart Attack
03. Ask Me Now
04. We're All Going to Die
05. Yamkela
06. Put Back the Stars
07. Fell in Love With the Game
08. City Lights
09. We Are to Follow
10. You Must Be Bleeding Under Your Eyelids
11. My Alibi
12. Come to Rest (Hesychia)
13. This Time
14. When I Remember
Put back the stars
I'm out of shape tonight
Pinhole black velvet
Navigation skills got lost with the fading light
It was there not more then a second ago
But what do you know
What I do know is just not good enough
To make things right
So put back the stars
I'm out of place tonight

Ain't it something to know you're lost
Ain't it something to know you're lost
Ain't it something to know you're lost

I hoist my sails, though there's no wind in sight
And I'll close my eyes to feel the fresh breeze
Paint the inside of my eyelids bright
Fill the sky with your breath
'Cause you know I'm out of mine
Let the sky burn and I will inhale without a fight
So I'll hoist my sail
And I'll just wait for you tonight

Ain't it something to know you've lost
Ain't it something to know you've lost
Ain't it something to know you've
Lost

Black tar surrounds me now
But life is the next door neighbour
On the outside, there is just absence
But when I close my eyes, all I see is your face

Ain't it something to know you're lost
Ain't it something to know you're lost
Ain't it something to know you're lost
Ain't it something to know you've lost
Ain't it something to know you've lost
Ain't it something, I know I've lost