The Mars Volta - Empty Vessels Make The Loudest Sound

if I trust in the wind she will pave me a different road I will try and start over but I think I must choose someone else I am pulled from the pages where the letters lack the pigment of trust must be on my way, I’ve got to get home won’t be back someday, so let it unfold I’ve abandoned the outcome in search of the rest I deserve you can do what you will with my body but I won’t ring the bell I’ve omitted the chapters that bow and admit defeat must be on my way, I’ve got to get home won’t be back someday, so let it unfold I am a mountain of cavernous people searching for a lighthouse in the fog of the flowers that grew from the cracks in the ground you paved didn’t you think he would warn me through the thorns of my waking dreams when the riddles connected the dots of this constellation must be on my way, I’ve got to get home won’t be back someday, so let it unfold I am a mountain of cavernous people searching for a lighthouse in the fog I found a reason to leave you with this load all I can do is forgive your broken heart trapped in this tower made of amber for too long all I can do is forgive your broken heart