Lyrics Standards & Practice - Crash of Rhinos

Standards & Practice

If there ways and means or methods
To snap into place with sharpness
With form, with function
The scene I kept in a frame
Thinking back to when I was fourteen in '85
Wishing these conversations had survived
With form, with function
This distance leaves me cast
But I want you to hear my voice
I’m sending out you a signal
History’s choking on the fumes of this night
You’re stalling this re-run
Our words now filling gaps in time
This weakness I fell for
Long since our voices fell flat
Fragile and flawless
The eyes I could never bring back
Remember the endings
You know what we’re leaving for
The context we’re feeling for
The context we’re feeling for
Ideas that won’t grow
Songs that they play no more
Fragile and flawless
The eyes I could never bring back
The context we’re feeling for