Empty Vessels Make the Loudest Sound Lyrics

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 improved from the pages where the letters lack the pigment of trust Must be on my way I gotta get home Won't be back some day so let it unfold I've abandoned the outcome in search of the rest I desert 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 gotta get home Won't be back some day so let it unfold High in a mountain of calvanist people Searching for a lighthouse in the fog High in a mountain of calvanist people Searching for a lighthouse in the fog Of the flowers that grew from the cracks in the ground you pulled [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/empty-vessels-make-the-loudest-sound-lyrics-mars-volta.html ] Didn't you think he would warn me through the thorns of my waken dreams On the riddles connecting the dots of this consolation Must be on my way I gotta get home Won't be back some day so let it unfold High in a mountain of calvanist people Searching for a lighthouse in the fog High in a mountain of calvanist people Searching for a lighthouse in the fog I found the reason to leave you with this love All I can do is forgive your broken heart Trapped in this towney of amber for too long All I can do is forgive your broken heart High in a mountain of calvanist people Searching for a lighthouse in the fog High in a mountain of calvanist people Searching for a lighthouse in the fog