The Absence Of Normal

The Absence of Normal The lines are cut, not a single word can get through The dust builds up, covering the world with a desert hue If flag as rags are burned, don't blame the formal Stay on the watch, be on your guard for the absence of normal The streets are still, only a few old souls around The guards are smoking. Nobody make a sound If notes and coins are exchanged, it's nothing formal The headlights flash, the blast comes fast in the absence of normal Don't you see how it goes day after day? Creature comforts on the breeze, all blown away You kneel alone attend your prayers, no one to share Waste no time telling trouble, you're not the one to care And yet the time is right, time to play another tune Blow back the dust, rebuild the past, nothing can come too soon Freedom on the wing, wonder so informal Keep up the pace, find your grace in the absence of normal Won't you feel how it grows day by day? Hear the suffering on the wind, all borne away You stand alone telling us to pray, no one will dare To check the time, call you out in trouble, like you'd care Don't you see how it goes day after day? Creature comforts on the breeze, all blown away You kneel alone attend your prayers, no one to share Waste no time telling trouble, you're not the one to care And yet the time is right, time to play another tune Word, music, vocals, instrumentation, producion dB/