Flying Armadillo - Evergreens Lyrics

We've gathered dust from strange places
Packed old notions in new cases
Like whispers into ears that cannot hear
My mind won't bend to my own will
I pluck the thorns; my sides won't heal
Yet sunlight on fresh snowfall still appears

It's the newborn's breath
It's the old man's dreams
We're searching for the evergreens
It's the truth we hold
It's the lies that free
We're searching for the evergreens

Promises form like morning's dew
I need to blink, but I still see you
Nothing leaves a mark quite like our fathers' fears
My god, my soul, the luminous nets
Take nothing for granted and hedge my bets
The view is always endless from the edge of the pier

From the dirt-stained hands
To our blood-caked knees
We're all among the evergreens
Oh, it's love and grace
And white-hot steam
It's all inside the evergreens

And we march on
And we march on
And we march on
But we're already here

It's the smoke in the dark
That you just can't see
We're all among the evergreens
Like a holy mass for
Linked machines
We're all among the evergreens

Shut out the cold and breathe the light
Just say your lines; forget stage fright
Squint until your vision all turns clear

It's the smoke in the dark
That you just can't see
We're all among the evergreens
It's the newborn's breath
It's the old man's dreams
We're all among the evergreens