Tiny Voices Lyrics

The brown and orange sky holds its breath As the sun retreats to the distant horizon And our hearts palpitate anxiously as we soon will lay supine And wait for sleep to overcome us
And from somewhere in our dark Subconscious minds when we're asleep Comes a haunting swirling mass of voices resonating It screams of forgotten victims and their cries of innocence And their desperate plea for recognition and recompense
Tiny voices Echoes of our heritage Our long and sallow faces turn the other way Tiny voices Harbored deep within As we outwardly deny that they have something to say And if we don't confront them, they will never go away
The billions of tiny pinhole embers fade into a morning sky Filled with poignant morose wonder Waking a bear a cosmetic peace that verifies the turmoil That we carry deep inside
And from somewhere in our dark Subconscious minds when we're asleep Comes a haunting swirling mass of voices resonating It screams of forgotten victims and their cries of innocence And their desperate plea for recognition and recompense
Tiny voices Echoes of our heritage Our long and sallow faces turn the other way Tiny voices Harbored deep within As we outwardly deny that they have something to say And if we don't confront them, they will never go away
Go away Go away