Atmosphere

By Invent Animate

On Waves

Released on March 13, 2012

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Open your ears, my friends

This sound is all too real

Open your minds, my friends

Only the sky is secure

See now what we missed before?

We weren't blind, just stubborn

Our minds grasp so little

Yet hold on to so much

Take down your barricade

This is all too real and it's much too late

Let go of everything

This is your last chance to escape

I am the atmosphere

Gravity surrounds me

You are the ground beneath

Tragedy; deceiving

When will we understand?

We never really were aware

Our surroundings were the sign

And now we're out of time

Sound the sirens

Disaster strikes when we least expect it

This world is not ours

(This world is not ours)

This is not our home

We are all alone

This world is not our

Home

So take me to this place

Where I can find my peace

Because there's nothing for me here

No, there's nothing for me here

I want to find my place

Where peace finds me

There's nothing for me here

There's nothing for me here

Asphyxiation

Asphyxiation