Post by Scott on Jul 8, 2006 22:30:36 GMT -5
The musical influences for this song are Zao, old Extol, Living Sacrifice, Aletheian
Small Spark (Border with sin)
In the valley of pleasure we search for the landmarks that define the boundary of forbidden territory. We want to go as far as we can, we want to see how close we can get without crossing the line. We play around the edge, tip-toeing so as not to trespass, when we should be fleeing.
We lay our foundation on the border with sin. We are told that the fruit there is the sweetest. But the vines grow across the line and it is hidden. Soon we trespass more than we ever dreamed.
We took on more than what we thought it was. We overestimated what we could handle. Wading in, all of a sudden we are chest deep. A mere stream is raging rapids. We are carried away, but still we fight it, seemingly unaware of our frailty.
Lost in our own backyard of choice. x2
We play with a small spark; we’re consumed from head to toe. We play with a small spark, can’t put out the flames. x3
Small Spark (Border with sin)
In the valley of pleasure we search for the landmarks that define the boundary of forbidden territory. We want to go as far as we can, we want to see how close we can get without crossing the line. We play around the edge, tip-toeing so as not to trespass, when we should be fleeing.
We lay our foundation on the border with sin. We are told that the fruit there is the sweetest. But the vines grow across the line and it is hidden. Soon we trespass more than we ever dreamed.
We took on more than what we thought it was. We overestimated what we could handle. Wading in, all of a sudden we are chest deep. A mere stream is raging rapids. We are carried away, but still we fight it, seemingly unaware of our frailty.
Lost in our own backyard of choice. x2
We play with a small spark; we’re consumed from head to toe. We play with a small spark, can’t put out the flames. x3
