Overture - Tiny Kingdoms

We weren’t even close to coming clean

I tried to be more than just talk but I hated the taste and was swallowed

into the street It’s a fake sense of safety and I for one will not be strung

along

I’m still hoping to be something greater, still inhaling the same fumes

Still hoping it’ll all be gone

Maybe I’ve just felt dead for too long

But I watched them take your mountains, your skies, and all the lights from

your eyes

And I felt so helplessI always thought I nursed the things that plague me

But then they avalanche into the patterns in which I sleep

Now and again I find myself in native lands

Where the hell have I been, how will anyone ever understand?

Avalon,

Avalon you haunt me

I didn’t think it’d hit this hard

Avalon, Avalon you haunt me.