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from Songs of Silver by Synovial

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lyrics

As it appears, I’ve been mistaken.
No. This is all wrong. No, This isn’t right.
How could this be? They were in my sights.
My knuckles are aching. Was I chasing my girls or my ghosts?
Bat my eyes.
Quell my fears.
Focus on the lines,
That will lead to where ends meet.
I swear I see their bows in the backseat.

Amber Alert
Doesn’t ring out. The audience confused by my white stare.
Looks like
We’re almost there.
I promised I’d keep watch.
I told the cops that I’d be on their tail.

My exhaustion sets in.
But my resolve won’t let it take me.

So I wail.
As fathers often do.
Assuming the worst.

Whistling songs of silver
To line this beautiful day.
And it's coming to a close.
I bet he revels in the victory.
There’s no recourse, or remorse I can find.
I do recollect two bows in the backseat.
Not Anything that will deter our destination.
These many failures of the neighborhood watch have kept us on the road we lay.
It keeps us on the roads we’ve paved.

And don't you fucking rejoice.
This is far from over.
Don't conjure a name or a face.
You won't get a chance
to plead your case.

If I beat the sirens,
If I beat the blue jays and cardinals.
I think I will. I know I will.
When our ends meet
And the bows are drawn,
The birds will be chirping.
The world would see
This father got it right.

Stiff hands grip the wheel, I'm blindsided.
Hard right into a melted district
Not far from my own.
Neighborhood watch.
I'm insulted.
Pray those old birds know how to find a nest.
Prepare for the worst.
But hope for their return.

And their embrace...
It’s the only thing that’s keeping him going.
Ease off the gas now.
He starts to cry.
Because he’s sure this is it.
And how wrong he was.
But how sweet,
The release would be,
If the car he had followed was the one his daughters were in.

Though he beat the sirens,
Yeah he beat the blue jays and cardinals
Took him at his word (look where we ended).
Guns were drawn.
The birds were chirping.
The world would see
This father got it wrong.

And so it ends with 5-2-5.

The sirens track his demands.
A collective misdirection.
An innocent man,
Just heading home.
His children bathed in red and blue.
It is over.

As the bows become statistics,
All nearby cell phones
Scream and Cast their judgment.
Amber Alert.

credits

from Songs of Silver, released July 17, 2020
Recorded & Produced by Jake Farhang.
Mixed & Mastered by Jamie King. (Between the Buried and Me, The Contortionist, Native Construct, Scale the Summit)
Album Artwork & Layout by Stoic Digital.

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Synovial is a 5-piece progressive metalcore band from the Northwest suburbs of Chicago. Utilizing a blend of experimental elements in addition to a wide range of influences in and out of the metal spectrum, they've developed their own approach to the genre. ... more

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