Lyrics The Noble Lie - Strengthen What Remains

The Noble Lie

I never gave up on the dream
The dream gave up on me
Says the man on the street
Who lost it all in pursuit of health
Wealth and prosperity
Tattered clothes, raspy voice
The smell of bourbon on his breath
Belligerent.
Incoherent.
cast aside
Left alone with the demons that dwell inside his mind
The scourge of society
If only you could see the horrors
Those jaundiced eyes have seen
Maybe you would understand
Why he tries to drown out the memories with the strongest of drinks
This is his return for years of service to his country
No home.
No job.
No family
«I tried to follow the dream but it had its way with me.»
So he gathers enough chane for one more bottle of his drink of choice
He raises his glass and proposes a toast, to irony
Rethink.
Rethink.
Rethink
Question everything
Scraping from the bottom of the melting pot
Trying to find some dignity
I finally gave up on the dream
This is how it feels to be free