Brittle Pillars Songtext
von Yeast Machine

I called your name
Please help me brother
Tonight we watch
Our little worlds collide

The universe
Made room for failure
Tonight we tear our
Brittle pillars down

We don′t know
What's been out there
Years have passed
But you look just the same

I called your name
Please help me brother
Help me find
A good way out of here


Between the lines
Mood of the times
You try to catch mine
Before it blows away

Forget my name
Don′t blame me brother
I shut your eyes
As our worlds combine

You'll hate me now
But thank me later
Tonight we'll watch
The tired sky fall down

I broke your line
And drew a circle
The world will turn
With you forever now

I lost this game
Now help me brother
Help me find
A good way out of here


Between the lines
Mood of the times
You try to catch mine
Before it blows away

And then I went down to the park
And when I entered the park
I saw them two
Sitting and waiting in the dark

On the grass, waiting for something
For some kind of enlightenment
For the way out of their misery
They had built with their own four hands

But their hands had become wings
And they tried to fly but they couldn′t
Because their wings were glued to each other
So one said to the other, Jump! But he couldn′t

So she said it again: Jump!
Jump harder than you've ever jumped in your entire life
But her brother could not fly
Because he was glued to her wings

And she repeated it
Once and twice and three times
And she screamed for all one is worth
Jump Brother! Jump! Jump! Jump!

Days open like a flower bed in spring
Blossoms falling off my heavy wings
I catch your breath and you try to catch mine
Two lost birds fly perfectly in line

Days open like a flower bed in spring
Blossoms falling off my heavy wings
I catch your breath and you try to catch mine
Two lost birds fly perfectly in line