IQ - Harvest Of Souls lyrics

I. First Of The Last

Long before the living past

Had ripped it all apart

Something still remained

Until It flashed back to the start

Where it stands, nobody saw

Behind the blackest eyes

Show them how you're stronger now

It pays to advertise wisely

Day after day with you in my head

I said some things I shouldn't have said

For reasons unknown that I now forget

I gave you no love, which I now regret

What I'd give to hear again

Those everlasting songs

Why did all the accidents

Contrive to fall at once?

Only day after day

with you in my thoughts

I never knew time was so short

For once in my life I wasn't alone

With blood on my hands,

How could I have known?

Used to be the great white hope

Once I walked on water

Now I barely stay afloat

Balance out of order

With every sympathy worn away

Who can I return to now?

For the time that I have left

I scan that cold horizon

Searching for a kindred soul,

Someone to rely upon

We disconnected and Heaven sent

Sheltered in dead air,

Hidden everywhere

II. The Wrong Host

The sky lights up above America

The world is lost but loves America

When the eyes of children

See the ones left standing

And the rest begin to finally understand

The hand of God defends America

And who would not defend America?

We've got light on our side

We're in pole position

So praise the Lord

And raise the ammunition high

Raise it high

Hide where you can

We will shoot you where you stand

I've walked a million miles

Upon an open road

And once in every while

Without the will to carry on

Hours held me too long

In one location

An old familiar tale,

A glory to behold

A work of genius,

The greatest story ever sold

As you sign on the line,

As you do what you're told

All you sell is your soul

I've been this way before

I've seen it many times

Collision on the track

The fiction turning into fact

No-one dares to look back

Best you start to prepare

For the harvest ahead

All you lose is yourself

III. Nocturne

I'm brought to life with a series of shocks

I realise that you are gone from my life

And still I cling to the fear of the dark

Don't follow them for

they don't care how you are

And I'm finding a way of being

Accepting life all alone

And I'm hoping I'll wake up seeing

A way to live on my own

It wasn't hard to believe in the lie

Although I've come to know it wasn't my fault

Why does the world continue to spin

While everything around me grinds to a halt?

And I'm finding a way of being

Accepting life all alone

And I'm hoping I'll wake up seeing

A way to live on my own

IV. Frame And Form

Mine is a real fine line

I get harder the higher I climb

Shine like a star so bright

Anybody can see anytime

No-one will want to follow

This will be gone tomorrow

We enter an age of permanent doubt

Where we communicate without words

But I must be heard

So I cut through the smoke and the noise

Mine is a real fine line

It imagines it's one of a kind

Goodbye to all expression

Farewell to superstition

We enter an age of permanent doubt

Where we communicate without words

And the noise expands

As it covers the lie of the land

Shine like a star so bright

Till we shut out the light,

Put out the fire

Cut through the smoke and the noise

Lately I've been talking to myself

Been remembering and doing little else

The road ahead is anything but clear

Last time around, where did we go from here?

V. Mortal Procession

What about some golden hours?

I was alive, certainly you were wrong

Anyone can be pursuaded

Given the time, we all scream alone

What about this good for nothing season again?,

Everything's come and gone

And I can't believe that I'm not watching you

I'm in a sorry state

Return to ordinary thoughts now

If you can

The words I hardly understand

Gather 'round me while I wait

What about those colder rewards

Arming against lost intelligence?

Anyone who saw me crawling there

would have known that I was normal once

Return to ordinary thoughts

Too young to take the stand

But old enough to kill anyone

HA!

In the days when love divided up the looks

No drastic means were used

like rod and hooks

To enhance what nature's sculptor

had designed

No augmentation needed to refine

In the valley of the dollar, we rejoice

For plastic is the currency of choice

And beauty born is strictly for the birds

Your cash is fine but credit is preferred

When I held myself aloft,

I walked across the water

Now I barely cut across,

Lives are getting shorter

And they open up another door

To a border far below

For the time that I'm allowed,

There's a new horizon

But a soul as cold as ice

Is nothing to rely upon

If I'm hanging onto angels' wings

Then I'm safer in the air

Do I still qualify, suspended from on high?

No other sanctuary have I

VI. Ghosts Of Days

And when the eyes of children

See past the ones left standing

And the time has surely come

To understand who we are

Slowly the fires are burning

Bearing their silent witness

And the living past returns

To reap the Harvest of Souls