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| 3:58 | 
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You were built for blessing
But you only make them bleed You don’t care you don’t care And bruises are but shadows Of the blackness that you breed But you don’t care you don’t care The light that's left inside their eyes is darkened day by day But you don’t care you don’t care Your presence pulls the color From the world til all is grey But you don’t care you don’t you don’t you don’t you don't You're less than half a man Yellow belly and crimson hands You will one day reap your reckoning Maybe then you’ll understand Hands are made to comfort But they only conjure fear But you don’t care you don’t care She’s in the closet praying Lord please get me out of here You don’t care you don’t you don’t you don’t you don’t You're less than half a man Yellow belly and crimson hands You will one day reap your reckoning Maybe then you’ll understand You're less than half a man Yellow belly and crimson hands You will one day reap your reckoning Maybe then you’ll understand What mercy have they known From you from you To ask that it be shown To you to you What mercy have they known From you from you To ask that it be shown To you to you |
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| 2. |
| 4:09 |
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O we promise pretty things
And we pledge with diamond rings We profess undying love But does that word hold any weight When we reserve the right to break Any vow that draws our blood Our word is so faint and feeble Broken by the slightest breeze or breath Our hearts are they're so deceitful Sick and filled with lies That lead to death We are cowards and thieves Will we never turn to grieve The damage done Never see Never quake with rage At what we have become What we have become Yeah we get down on we knee O we play at chivalry But we do not count the cost We say On Me you can depend And I will be there 'till the end Though we will not bear the cross Our word is so faint and feeble Broken by the slightest breeze or breath Our hearts are they're so deceitful Sick and filled with lies That lead to death We are cowards and thieves Will we never turn to grieve The damage done Never see Never quake with rage At what we have become What we have become Cowards and thieves Will we never turn to grieve The damage done Never see Never quake with rage At what we have become What we have become Cowards and thieves Will we never turn to grieve The damage done Never see Never quake with rage At what we have become What we have become |
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| 3. |
| 4:24 |
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I was always one of the righteous
Never lived outside of the lines Kept a close watch on the white wash Disguising the dead bones inside Disguising the dead bones inside I was always one the good ones Keeping tabs on everyone else Sure that I was One of the chosen I was a child of hell I was a child of hell But you buried me in the bright light Yeah you held my eyes to the sun till I could see that That I was worse than I ever feared I could be But somehow I was loved more than I ever dared to believe Because of you I was always one of the blameless Or at least that's what I believed I never thought I could have been blinded Until I could no longer see Until I could no longer see But you buried me in the bright light Yeah you held my eyes to the sun till I could see That I was worse than I ever feared I could be But somehow I was loved more than I ever dared to believe you show me I was worse than I ever feared I could be But somehow I was loved more than I ever dared to believe Because of you |
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| 4. |
| 4:03 |
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Cut these thorns and kick these stones, and keep those birds at bay.
Plant deep and dark, and help my heart receive the words you say. The words you say are somehow lost on me, they die on deafened ears; when you open - Up your mouth to speak I hear but I can't hear the words you say. Pin me down, and take away this heart of stone, wind and sound, awake my old dry bones. Help my heart perceive the light of day. I stumble through a darkened vale, with a veil - Cast over me and cataracts, all is black. O, I see but I can't see the light of day. I'll fight or run to keep from going under the knife; don't let me slip away. 'Cause though the blade is sharp, I know you're saving my life; don't let me slip away. |
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| 4:37 |
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A coin tossed into the
air will come down It will come down somewhere Your life is a coin in the air It will come down it will come down somewhere Every coin does ring Every coin will fall Stop your wavering Now's the time so call it out A coin in the air it will come down It will come down somewhere Every coin does ring Every coin will fall Stop your wavering Now's the time so call it in the air You have to choose And what you stand to lose you've been putting up all of your life Call it in my hand Only one way to see what the outcome will be Call it out before we lose the light No more stalling no delay You must call it out by light of day Every coin does ring Every coin will fall Stop your wavering Now's the time so call it in the air You have to choose And what you stand to lose you've been putting up all of your life Call it in my hand Only one way to see what the outcome will be Call it out before we lose the light So heads or tails There's nothing for it so put an end to your sidestepping Is it heads or tails You can't ignore it You stand to win or lose everything Heads or tails let's put an end to your sidestepping Heads or tails You stand to win or lose everything |
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| 6. |
| 4:42 |
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All my life, I've been treading paper in the space between the words.
And there implied is that I'm but another body for the birds, carrion, absurd and accidental atoms - Beating air, carrying on; unwitting orphan of an unyielding despair. But linger on, just for a moment, until we can ascertain if something's wrong with me - Or the assumptions of these self-indicted brains. Because I contend that all of this is more than just a meaningless charade, That each and every moment is a bottle with a message hid away. If anything means anything, There must be something meant for us to be, a song that we were made to sing. There must be so much more than we can see. But all our lives, we've been treading paper in the space between the words. And there implied's the thought that we are barely more than bodies for the birds, carrion. They say that we're just accidental atoms beating air, carrying on and on, Unwitting orphans of an unyielding despair. But our hearts tell a different story; our hands feel a different pulse. Something fathomless, deeper than our pride can dive; numinous, higher than - Our hearts can rise, transcendent, further than our thoughts can reach; imminent, closer than the air we breathe. |
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| 3:14 |
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The shutter opens never closes
I am lost waylaid in light trails Endless moments overlaid and burned across A melee of scattered braille This image is a night terror transforming Without the hope of morning My nemesis I feel it coming for me and it means to destroy me Why does this keep happening I try to close my eyes but I can't blink And the world keeps moving on black and white blur into one Hieroglyphic indecipherable opaque the meaning escapes me Dry and lidless are my eyes Asleep awake reading the slurred debris This image is a night terror transforming Without the hope of morning My nemesis I feel it coming for me and it means to destroy me Why does this keep happening I try to close my eyes but I can't blink And the world keeps moving on black and white blur into Why does this keep happening I try to close my eyes but I can't blink And the world keeps moving on black and white blur into one |
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| 8. |
| 6:26 |
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Standing knee deep in cold
water swiftly moving somehow I knew I'd lost something Wading waist deep I saw a book there in the river waiting for me to find it there I tried to read it neck deep treading water but the tide it pulled me out to sea Then with water in my eyes the words began to rise from their place They were beautiful and dread I reached for them and fed on each phrase They were honey on my lips but then a bitter twist in my side I knew they'd lay me in my grave Is there no one who can save me I cried Sinking down deep through cold water and heavy silence shadows stirring in the gloom What things that lay sleeping down deep in the darkness woke then to find me in that tomb Then with water in my eyes the words began to rise from their place They were beautiful and dread I reached for them and fed on each phrase They were honey on my lips but then a bitter twist in my side I knew they'd lay me in my grave Is there no one who can save me I cried And when I lost all hope to look someone took that heavy book From my hands all its weight they set aside after they had satisfied its demands I felt white and black reverse and the lifting a curse from my heart Then like one receiving sight I beheld a brilliant light in the dark |
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| 4:37 |
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I've seen his ragged shoes
The soles are worn straight through Well I proclaimed The king has sang the blues If you've got better news Then make it play He laid aside his crown All our crimes he carried Was lifted from the ground With our burdens buried Listen to me Though I speak of sober things Listen through me Though we're men of lips unclean I speak truly What you only think you've heard Everything Everything Everything hangs on a word Sparing no expense He made recompense For all the earth The story's an offense So get down from that fence And bless or curse He laid aside his crown All our crimes he carried Was lifted from the ground With our burdens buried The shadows all had flown In the light diminished He emptied out his lungs Crying it is finished Listen to me Though I speak of sober things Listen through me Though we're men of lips unclean I speak truly What you only think you've heard Everything Everything Everything hangs on a word A word The shadows all had flown In the light diminished He emptied out his lungs Crying it is finished Listen to me Though I speak of sober things Listen through me Though we're men of lips unclean I speak truly What you only think you've heard Everything Everything Everything hangs on a word |
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| 4:35 |
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Our life’s built of tin
cans and string But the cornerstone laid is a wondrous and beautiful thing sure in the ground And while the North wind has taken its toll you have helped me to find my way back and to anchor my soul safe in the sound O you know me O and I know you and I know that we can see this through I bragged of baring my bones said if we heard the howling I'd run out to face it alone to meet it half way But I've still got badges to earn so keep sifting my soul ‘cause I think that I'm starting to learn to love you that way O you know me O and I know you and I know that we can see this through And it's true that you could snap my neck but I trust you'll save my life instead ‘cause our love is a loyalty sworn If we hold to our hope then I know we can weather the storm whatever they say Come what may O you know me O and I know you and I know that we can see this through |
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| 4:49 |
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We were sons of insurrection, doomed to face the dark alone. 'Till vicarious perfection, dearly won, was made our own.
So where's your landslide, where's your victory? Tell me now, where's your sting? Unassailable you waited, the great enemy of man, 'till your awful jaws were sated, and we were ransomed from your hand. Now that you have been disarmed, we will cross over unharmed. |
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