Song Lyrics

The less and less I sing, as my skin begins to creep
For I recognize the truth about the permanence of me

And we are paper-thin, we're tearing at the folds
You're living if you're warm, but I'm just feeling

Cold, but I'm not dead
Carrying all these fears on wings of lead
Coursed between the cracks
Burn my bones to ivory black

The less and less I sing, as my mouth begins to feed
On any ease I find, but nothing that I need

The moment I am sure, I am sure to second guess
I'll never learn to fly, if I never leave this nest

The moment I am sure, I am sure to second guess
I'm not looking for a home, I'm just looking for some rest

And like a wooden frame, with silk-screen for a hide
From my pores I recreate the same old stupid lies
And with my teeth and with my nails I'll scratch off my designs

Cold, but I'm not dead
Carrying all these fears on wings of lead
Coursed between the cracks
Burn my bones to ivory black

Cold, but I'm not dead
Carrying all these fears on wings of lead
Coursed between the cracks
Burn my bones to ivory black

And like a wooden frame, with silk-screen for a hide
From my pores I recreate the same old stupid lies
And with my teeth and with my nails I'll scratch off my designs

Trenton James Wheeler, Aaron David Stoner, Jenny Moscoso, Nathan James Allen, Chris Semmelbeck

The duration of Ivory Black is 4:53 minutes and seconds.