| Song | The Golden Age Of Knowhere |
| Artist | Funeral Party |
| Album | The Golden Age of Knowhere |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I saw the ages brought down by fear | |
| Watched them run off and return for years and years | |
| Sought out the lights making all lost clear | |
| As we dried out are blank stares from ear to ear | |
| Here we are | |
| Suit up, we're ready to fight the war | |
| Watch the birds carry on as we set for more | |
| Crawled out our houses 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 stars | |
| Here we are | |
| Complicated matters in my frame | |
| As we make our way out to the sun | |
| Journey through it all and try to tame | |
| And we're doing it before it's done | |
| Make our markings out through all the woods | |
| As we fling are bodies in the sun | |
| And it was coming up, it's come away too clear | |
| It's a feeling I can never sell | |
| Oh yeah, it's a feeling I can never sell | |
| Oh yeah, it's a feeling I can never sell | |
| Oh yeah, it's a feeling I can never sell | |
| … |
| I saw the ages brought down by fear | |
| Watched them run off and return for years and years | |
| Sought out the lights making all lost clear | |
| As we dried out are blank stares from ear to ear | |
| Here we are | |
| Suit up, we' re ready to fight the war | |
| Watch the birds carry on as we set for more | |
| Crawled out our houses 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 stars | |
| Here we are | |
| Complicated matters in my frame | |
| As we make our way out to the sun | |
| Journey through it all and try to tame | |
| And we' re doing it before it' s done | |
| Make our markings out through all the woods | |
| As we fling are bodies in the sun | |
| And it was coming up, it' s come away too clear | |
| It' s a feeling I can never sell | |
| Oh yeah, it' s a feeling I can never sell | |
| Oh yeah, it' s a feeling I can never sell | |
| Oh yeah, it' s a feeling I can never sell | |
| I saw the ages brought down by fear | |
| Watched them run off and return for years and years | |
| Sought out the lights making all lost clear | |
| As we dried out are blank stares from ear to ear | |
| Here we are | |
| Suit up, we' re ready to fight the war | |
| Watch the birds carry on as we set for more | |
| Crawled out our houses 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 stars | |
| Here we are | |
| Complicated matters in my frame | |
| As we make our way out to the sun | |
| Journey through it all and try to tame | |
| And we' re doing it before it' s done | |
| Make our markings out through all the woods | |
| As we fling are bodies in the sun | |
| And it was coming up, it' s come away too clear | |
| It' s a feeling I can never sell | |
| Oh yeah, it' s a feeling I can never sell | |
| Oh yeah, it' s a feeling I can never sell | |
| Oh yeah, it' s a feeling I can never sell | |