Lyrics Palindrome - The Beta Machine

Palindrome

In the absence of faith
In the interest of haste
In the hopes of praise
I’ll sing your fears
Caught in the cyclone of old haunted dreams
Like a shadow carousel or so it seems
As you take it all in stride
The wind at your back
Embrace another night
Before you put your hands in the fire
In the absence of faith
In the interest of haste
In the hopes of praise
I’ll sing your fears
In the dark of space
Burns the brightest blaze
Through a trial of grace
I’ll save you from your fears
Out of the silo climb elated dreams
Like a fallen empire newly redeemed
As we serenade our lies
The wind whispers back
Sing this lullaby
Before you put your hands in the fire
In the absence of faith
In the interest of haste
In the hopes of praise
I’ll sing your fears
In the dark of space
Burns the brightest blaze
Through a trial of grace
I’ll save you from your fears