Wooden Idols Songtext
von Entransient

Ribbons, pins, and stars
Relics of his stories never told
The pain and the pride
And questions in his eyes
How it is that he came back home

I never turned my gaze
To the stage

Do you know my name
Am I the one to blame
For never finding you
And making you hear me
Everyone′s the same
Or maybe it's the way
The silence makes
Everything a scream


Rosary beads
Carried in her pocket through the snow
Greeting the sun
Filtering through colored glass
Alone, then back home

Should I have turned my gaze
To the stage

Do you know my name
Am I the one to blame
For never finding you
And making you hear me
Everyone′s the same
Or maybe it's the way
The silence makes
Everything a scream


Do you know my name
Am I the one to blame
For never finding you
And making you hear me
Everyone's the same
Or maybe it′s the way
The silence makes
Everything a scream
Everything
Everything
Not a word
A word
A word