Hope And Jump

In the shadow of these black suburban hills

Dreamed by architects who've given up their will

There's an emptiness that never can be filled

Have you ever known a world to be so still?

Have you ever heard a silence be so shrill?

As you rise to smell the air before a kill

In the absence of distraction or a thrill

Always your first instinct

Compels you to jump headfirst in

The comfort you crave

Is not in the grave

But here in my arms

In the moments when your vices are innate

Are you left abandoned and afraid?

Do you question the decisions that you've made?

Are you haunted by the ghosts that you've betrayed?

Always your first instinct

Compels you to jump headfirst in

The comfort you crave

Is not in the grave

But here in my arms

Have you ever known a world to be so still?

Have you ever heard a silence be so shrill?

As you rise to smell the air before a kill

In the absence of distraction or a thrill

Always your first instinct

Compels you to dump all hope and jump

The comfort you crave

Is not in the grave

But here in my arms