[Verse 1] I am the fleeting fear to swim that brings you back to shore The hopes that hold you by the anchor The unmanageable sum of days that never come The strings that bind you by the fingers I am the hours earned in vain The empty time you gain From storing up your hopes [Chorus] Bereaved and bottled for tomorrow With all of your todays I am the vice beneath the guise Of virtues, of virtues [Verse 2] And Ill watch you Make your homes In the places that youve grown to fear the most You fine fuel, burning on my breath For a thirsty world with a taste for time Youll fill the fevered taste of tempters Because, try as you might to earn your time You wont gain days, you will be mine [Interlude] Bereaved and bottled for tomorrow Bereaved and bottled with all your days ? [Chorus]
bereaved, bottled, virtue, gain, unmanageable