dead spring - Cliffside Lyrics

Slipping softly to the side
Out of body, out of mind
On the precipice of giving up
On what could make things right
As we've heard it all their lives
With crooked grins and blatant lies
Shaking hands with thieves and
Devils with their first two fingers tied

And it makes no sound
As the currents pull them down
And the weight of all their failings
Rise above to watch them drown
Like a smoking gun
With nothing triumphed, nothing won
When you're heading for a cliffside
Where else is there left to run

Velvet words too soft to speak
Dripping from the vulture's beak
Beady eyes trained on their prey
That never waver never blink
As you've heard it all their lives
When the warrior turns the tides
Leaving out the final chapter
Where the hero often dies

In the end its true
No matter what you do
We will outlive you