Hope Is A Butterfly, No Net Its Captor…(The Virus Of Silence) - RX Bandits

Take a ride to find escape

She killed her past

For the future needs her

She told her lover to take her hand

For someone else’s fear

She’d break her back no longer, no…

It’s a virus

Of silence

Now get out, get out

The market place merry-go-round

Their mouths they move

But make not a single sound

All of our words are worthless wind

A loose lip sync

From a shell-shocked soldier

And when our fists bulge fat with sand

We wrap ripe ribbons

To fill our coffins full

It’s a virus

Of silence

Are you livin' the life that you dreamed for now?

Or are you workin' workin' workin' just to survive?

There’s a war that is waged

In the mind (it's forced inside)

Between desire and the roles with to comply

I met a woman

She told me her secrets (she said)

Do what you love

Cause in the end we only die…

And though the body may be imprisoned

Nothing can stop the bird of hope from taking flight

The someday syndrome epidemic screams

Confines our dreamscapes

In screens and picture frames

It’s a virus

Of silence