Thursday – Taking Inventory Of A Frozen Lake (Lyrics)

Written By: Geoff Rickly, Norman Brannon, Steven Pedulla, Stuart Richardson, Thomas Rule, Timothy Payne

Lyrics (Start at 0:13):

What’s in my heart, it’s a frozen lake
What’s in my heart, it’s a list of names with no ending

Just kept focusing on the sound of my voice
Dip your pen into the water
Watch the ink as it escapes it’s life
Can you relate?
All these secrets in your wake, like
What’s in my heart, it’s a long long way, into the past tense
All this time, we watch go by
You’re getting far away when you’re right beside me
Missing page of our mistakes
It’s getting cold

Just keep holding onto the breath in your body
Place yourself under the water
Shed your thoughts and watch them drifting by
Frozen lights
All those questions never thought like
What’s in my heart?
It’s a frozen lake
With no ending
All this time, we watch go by
You’re getting far away when you’re right beside me
Missing page of our mistakes
It’s getting cold outside in the summer time

The rivers dry but the subways are flooded
You walk the streets like a tall thin flame
I searched the mirror but the mirror was empty
It’s never as dark as the light from a cold white page
It’s time, your getting far away
It’s time, it’s time, it’s time, it’s time, it’s time
Deep inside my heart, there’s a missing page
Deep inside my heart, there’s a missing page

As you walked the platform in a daze
You swore that sleep was a place, that we would never reach
And the things of this world fell away
Showed me empty hands were the only kind that ever prayed