Infinite Wisdom
THE FLATLINERS · Inviting Light 2017 · Track 04 of 05
Longing for every answer, I'll break down this door that Stands adorned with secondhand insignias whose meaning were Lost along the way. Dumbed down, so tired and torn
So let it rain infinite wisdom down on me Wash your hands clean of our tangled history
To the core, I'm left shaken, shattered when I hear your Damning voice. To the reigning champ of boiling blood! He reaches high atop his own for the ladder's rung
So let it rain infinite wisdom down on me Wash your hands clean of our tangled history So let it rain infinite wisdom down on me Wash me away from this tangled history
And in your infinite wisdom Can you scar from skepticism? Can you blur the lines between A nightmare and the perfect dream? Get your god damn hands off of me