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Signs of Life lyrics by Poets of the Fall

1. Lift

Times when I just canīt Bring myself to say it loud īFraid that what Iīll say comes out somehow awry That is when it seems We move in circles day to day Twist the drama of the play to get us by And it feels like fear Like Iīll disappear Gets so hard to steer Yet I go on Do we need debate When it seems too late Like I bleed but wait Like nothingīs wrong You lift my spirit, take me higher, make me fly, Touch the moon up in the sky, when you are mine You lift me higher, take my spirit, make it fly, Where all new wonders will appear Like the other day I thought you wonīt be coming back I came to realize my lackluster dreams And among the schemes And all the tricks we try to play Only dreams will hold their sway and defy When it feels like fear...

2. Overboard

I see you crying and it rains, washing away the bad days, washing away the pain loss brings... And then you smile though it aches, cos you donīt believe in mistakes, just that we made a mess of things... When the deal that you made with love is just a one way street, a one way street, you feel youīll go overboard, cos youīre incomplete, incomplete. Youīre not afraid to rely on any way you can try to learn to make some sense of things. And the way you say weīll get by, with a little laugh we can fly, you know the measure of hope that brings. I hear you laughing like a child, instead of choking all riled, instead of staring at shortcomings. Just like the rain when you cried washed all the stains of false pride, youīll learn to make the best of things. Have a little more of not enough More of what is less but isnīt love Little of the same youīre dreaming of Thatīs enough, thatīs enough.

3. Late Goodbye

in our headlights, staring, bleak, beer cans, deerīs eyes on the asphalt underneath, our crushed plans and my lies lonely street signs, powerlines, they keep on flashing, flashing by and we keep driving into the night itīs a late goodbye, such a late goodbye and we keep driving into the night itīs a late goodbye your breath hot upon my cheek, and we crossed, that line you made me strong when I was feeling weak, and we crossed, that one time screaming stop signs, staring wild eyes, keep on flashing, flashing by and we keep driving into the night itīs a late goodbye, such a late goodbye and we keep driving into the night itīs a late goodbye the devil grins from ear to ear when he sees the hand heīs dealt us points at your flaming hair, and then weīre playing hide and seek I canīt breathe easy here, less our trailīs gone cold behind us tillī in the john mirror you stare at yourself grown old and weak and we keep driving into the night itīs a late goodbye, such a late goodbye... Based on a poem by Sam Lake

4. Donīt Mess With Me

Sometimes I know thereīs nothing to say. So do I pick up my puzzle and just walk away? Do I follow my conscience? Am I mock sincere? I donīt know what Iīm doing here. I have a knack for perceiving things. I can see how it sounds. I can feel how it sings. When you paint me an image of who you are, I know itīs the best by far. So, Donīt, donīt, donīt mess my hair, if all you do is fake it. Donīt, donīt, donīt say you care, cos I could never shake it. Donīt, donīt, donīt mess with me. Donīt, donīt, donīt mess with me. No point of view is enough to quell, the rigors of passion in this world I dwell. If Iīm going to scale the highest wall, Iīm gonna give it my all. Riding along with this train of thought, I see everything, I find all I sought. And I try to kick the habit of trying to reach. But thereīs something I do beseech. So please, Donīt, donīt, donīt mess my hair, if all you do is fake it. Donīt, donīt, donīt say you care, cos I could never shake it. Donīt, donīt, donīt mess with me. Donīt, donīt, donīt mess with me. Iīll say itīs not surprising. Youīre sweet talking, mesmerizing, juicy and appetizing. True. But will I need to get over you? Feels like my sun is rising. Tick, tick, tick, synchronizing, readjusting, organizing me. Is this fiction reality? Bless the uncompromising with no shame for advertising when my needs go through downsizing I need someone to pick up my beat. My dreams need realizing. Candles on sugar icing. Judgment and harmonizing, or itīll end up like before. Donīt, donīt, donīt mess my hair, if all you do is fake it. Donīt, donīt, donīt say you care, cos I could never shake it. Donīt, donīt, donīt mess with me. Donīt, donīt, donīt mess with me.

5. 3 AM

More than you know it Iīm aware Of this connection that we share I know it seems like sometimes I donīt care But you are the colors that I wear Itīs been a few hours, nearly dawn Youīve been real quiet all along Now, I cannot help but think thereīs something wrong Hey baby, whatīs going on? 3 AM we seemed alright, couldnīt be better On our way into the light Now 3 AM is gone, along with when thereīs nothing wrong 3 AM it seemed alright If I have been thoughtless, let me know I can take a hint you know, though Iīm a little slow Donīt keep it in you, lest it take root and grow The bottom line hereīs I love you so 3 AM we seemed alright, couldnīt be better On our way into the light Now 3 AM is gone, along with when thereīs nothing wrong 3 AM it seemed alright 3 AM we seemed alright, like never better On our way into the light Now 3 AM is gone, along with when thereīs nothing wrong 3 AM it seemed alright 3 AM...

6. Stay

Morning comes slow today Memories push through from yesterday Where will I be tomorrow What will I have to show From my life Stay, I need you here for a new day to break Stay, I want you near, like a shadow in my wake Flow with life down the drain Memories and force of will sustain Where will I be tomorrow What will be left to show Itīs the little things, little things, little things, that make the world.

7. Seek You Out

Never said youīd promise anything Never told to trust you blindly Never thought youīd hurt me either Never had a chance now ainīt that so Never shouldīve wept when you let go Never thought youīd push me away Sad as it may be Iīm glad itīs over finally Speaks volumes of me When letting go is never easy So Iīll seek you out, just to find myself And Iīll worry ībout consequences later I hear you out, till I hear myself Hear myself in you Never knew if we were really true Never thought Iīd ever get to you Never thought Iīd end up like this Never was I stronger than Iīm now Never felt this much a fool somehow Never had much thought for myself

8. Shallow

More in my face Than is my taste I grow so weary Iīll surrender To what they say Let them lead the way Tillī I can no longer remember My darling dreams Prewritten scenes Whatever felt my own So to save face Iīll take my place Where I may safely feel alone Glad the waters are so shallow When the river runs so cold Iīm quick to wait Too slow to take They call me gracious for my patience And I feel proud Under that shroud And all the while itīs all evasion Some humor here To fend off fear And Iīm a little more lost, oh dear So to save face Iīll hold my place So I may safely feel alone...

9. Everything Fades

Silly thoughts of small deeds. Everything that once answered to your needs. The thoughtless but kind. The caring but blind. Everything fades away. Everything fades away, come turning of the tide. For your love Iīm sorry. For your pain, donīt worry. Everything fades away. Silhouettes and false leads. That which drew you, like a crow to glass beads. Secrets spied. Wishes sighed. Everything fades away. All Iīm saying is donīt give up, when youīre getting so close. All Iīm saying is donīt give up, itīs the right way you chose.

10. Someone Special

I wake up to the sound of rain upon my sill Pick up the pieces of my yesterday old thrill Can I deliver this used up shiver To how I pronounce my life And leave it up to faith to go by its own will Back row to the left A little to the side Slightly out of place Look beyond the light Where youīd least expect Thereīs someone special A foggy morning greets me quietly today I smell a fragrance in the wind blowing my way And ever further I run to find her I yearn to define my life Placing my faith in chance to meet me in half way Back row to the left A little to the side Slightly out of place Look beyond the light Where youīd least expect Thereīs someone special And sheīs here to write her name On my skin with kisses in the rain Hold my head and ease my pain In a world thatīs gone insane...

11. Illusion & Dream

Look in my eyes Iīll make you see Weīre drifting aimlessly Blind in a world of make believe Hear them sing their songs off key Nī nod like they agree Buying the need to be discreet Iīve got no hand in matters worldly, I hardly care at all Whatīs going on fails to concern me, Cos Iīm locked behind my wall But you know what drives me out Out of my mind Itīs whatever makes you see, makes you believe And forget about the premonition you need to conceive That the images they sell are illusion & dream In other words dishonesty If I speak Ill, please, humor me Wonīt rant on endlessly Just thought Iīd try to make you see It doesnīt solve a thing to dress it in a pretty gown A stone will not need you to guess if Youīre still going to drown So you know what drives me out Out of my mind Itīs whatever makes you see, makes you believe And forget about the premonition you need to conceive That the images they sell are illusion & dream In other words dishonesty So can you name your demon? Understand its scheming I raise my glass and say īhereīs to youī Can you chase your demon? Or will it take your freedom? I raise my class and say īhereīs to youī Iīve got no hand...

12. Sleep

Hear your heartbeat Beat a frantic pace And itīs not even seven AM Youīre feeling the rush of anguish settling You cannot help showing them in. Hurry up then Or youīll fall behind and They will take control of you And you need to heal The hurt behind your eyes Fickle words crowding your mind So Sleep, sugar, let your dreams flood in, Like waves of sweet fire, youīre safe within Sleep, sweetie, let your floods come rushing in, And carry you over to a new morning Try as you might You try to give it up Seems to be holding on fast Itīs hand in your hand A shadow over your A beggar for soul in your face Still it donīt matter If you wonīt listen If you wonīt let them follow you You just need to heal Make good all your lies Move on and donīt look behind Day after day Fickle visions Messing with your head Fickle, vicious Sleeping in your bed Messing with your head Fickle visions Fickle, vicious

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