The Golden Age of Knowhere

I saw the ages brought down by fear
Watch them run off and return for years and years
Sought out the lights making all lost clear
As we dried out our blank-stares from ear to ear

Here we are
Suit up we're ready to fight the war
Watch the birds carry on while we settle for more
Crawled out our house to mend the scars
As we weld together they fall so far

Soon all the pieces of broken time
Held together for seconds what's left to find
Throw out your backs and hold up your arms
As we march out the temples return to the stars

Here we are
Complicated matters in my frame
As we make our way out to the sun
Journey through it all we'll try to tame
And we're doing it before it's done

Make our marking out through all the woods
As we fling our bodies in the sun
It was coming up becoming way to clear
It's a feeling I can never sell