The Reflective Property Songtext
von August Burns Red

Soft memories of a life well lived
I′m thinking back
And loving every moment
Every moment I had
I'm thinking back
This dull feeling is working
Working through me

This dull and every waking moment
Is more static
Is more static
Is more static
As I step onto
My porch of reflection
As I step onto
My porch of reflection
Reflection

A brief wind of warmth is swept through me
As I step


As I step onto my porch of reflection
Step onto my porch of reflection
Reflection
Reflection

A brief wind is swept through me
A brief wind is swept through me

Choke

We succeed
We succeed
In order
In order
To bring forth order
In our lives

Come on

You have all felt it
The emptiness of being alone


Zoloft will
Not cure it
Zoloft will
Not cure it
Zoloft will
Not cure it
Zoloft will not cure it
Will not cure it

Human touch will not solve it
This black cold world is potent
Is potent
Please bless the children
Please heal their cries
Oh please bless the children
A sweet sound is heard in my waking life
Tremors of anguish ripple through my

Visions and dreams
Cries heal a starving nation
Facing death and destruction
Facing death and destruction