Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tandem, artist - Protest The Hero. Album song Scurrilous, in the genre Прогрессив-метал
Date of issue: 31.12.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Underground Operations
Song language: English
Tandem |
Everyone knows that Cancer |
Takes bites of every family |
And it eats up families whole |
Dance around the issue |
Take issue with the answers provided |
The past few years radiate with treatment |
But to every day she’ll put her cap on and greet them |
She’s got demons, but you’ll never meet them |
Yeah we hope one day that she can finally beat them all |
She laughs for us |
She laughs, so we don’t worry |
She smiles through the pain |
And keeps the details blurry |
My intentions are not to expose |
The depths of her trouble aren’t mine to disclose |
But like evening rain on the petal of a rose |
It drips down to the earth and begins to compose |
And if there’s one thing that remains |
So crystal clear to us |
It’s that the wandering hands of the gods |
Are so goddamn mysterious |
Like there could be a justification |
For the lives, it takes and the lives that it’s taken |
This isn’t a eulogy |
Or a requiem |
Just some words I’ve sketched out |
Cause I haven’t said them |
This isn’t about her father or brother |
Just a few simple words so she knows that I love her |
And tragedy will never disaffect her |
I hope she knows how much I respect her |
My intentions are not to expose, in verse or in prose |
The depths of her troubles aren’t mine to disclose |
But like evening rain on the petal of a rose |
It drips down to the earth and begins to compose |
A song worth singing |
A wound that keeps on stinging |
And one sinking feeling |
That’s always worth clinging onto |
And a stone in a glass house |
That’s always worth slinging |
She laughs for us |
She laughs, so we don’t worry |
She smiles through the pain |
And keeps the details blurry |
My intentions are not to expose |
The depths of her trouble aren’t mine to disclose |
But like evening rain on the petal of a rose |
It drips down to the earth and begins to compose |
Saints walk the earth |
They don’t patrol the skies |
They’re the people right behind you |
Riding tandem through the night |
It’s the comfort that’s discovered |
Between two sets of eyes |
It’s the hand that stills the other |
That shakes like candlelight |
Like candlelight |