Circa Survive - The Greatest Lie

This building smelled so familiar
And I had thought the sense was lost
And in a day dream I imagined my house
where all my father’s sense of strength was lost
And it’s all we have So find me a place to begin.
If I could get this feeling to end
Trembling idle hands, holding me there.
We laugh in the face of love because nobody’s really there.

Nobody’s real.
Desire I would try it either way,
and we believe in something invisible,
the sense of smell that you use all your life
(well now you know your father lied)
I could never find my way without you,
but you’re already there.
We’ve come a long long way without maps in our hands.
It’s all we have.