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So Help Me Soldier
01:30
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So help, me soldier
Hiding from the enemy
A pile of cloths makes the shadow of a man
Stronger than you
Than you
Looking, out my window
Watch the fists fly one by one
The broken lips and black eyes,
And a crooked smile that hides a lie
Run home, to your mother
Tell her it was all your fault
Tell her why you look like you do
You do
You do
You do
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How lonely sits the city
That was full of life
How like a widow is she
A ghost among the nations
The princess above the king
Cause she dealt away the queen
She weeps bitterly in the night
Her tears roll down her cheeks
Among all her lovers she has none
To comfort her
He’ll turn his back and cover his eyes
And hide his ears
Her eyes, her eyes are cold brown
A cloud of anger has brought fire to her bones
The mother and the daughter lay ashes in the streets
Forgive them for they don’t know what they’ve done
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3. |
To Die is Gain
05:34
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Today I found
A four-leave clover
Hiding in my yard
I picked it up
And placed it in my pocket
For better luck
My shallow spirit has been raised
To a place it’s never been before
Where the stars appear sane
Imagine that,
The sun has peaked it’s
Head through the clouds
To wave hello
I’ll take my memories
And drowned them with some pills
To wear a pretty smile
I hope it makes you happy
To see my tears dried to my cheeks
And the bags under my eyes
Have disappeared
Gonna take this shattered clover from my pocket
Between the pages of a book is where I’ll hide it
Hope you come across it when you’re looking for some answers
If nothing more a temporary feeling “you’re complete”
Gonna catch up tomorrow with some matches
To start a fire among the leaves and broken branches
Try to fall asleep before the sunset brings me nightfall
So you can see the smoke billowing for miles
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4. |
Letters to the Captives
03:46
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Bones and black are all I have inside of
Me and sleep are going to take on the world in my
Dreams and nightmares of explosions in the pearl-less
Night…
I see a man wearing grey
Running on the side of the road
Trying to keep in shape
Before it gets too late
Ask a question and throw your quarters in the
Well of misfortune and find out the mistakes you’ll
Make tomorrow when you had all you can take of
You…
The birds are falling from the sky
Fish are rising to the surface
And everywhere you look
You see them
I see a man wearing grey
Running on the side of the road
Trying to keep in shape
Before it gets to late
I’m not asking for a miracle
I just wanna know what’s going on
Inside my head
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Standing in the garden is a little girl
She must have been an angel because
She said she could talk to God.
I asked her what he said and she told me
“For no sooner
Does a burning sun rise
It withers the flowers
And the grass on which you walk dies
And if you wanna make things right,
Don’t come knocking at my door,
Because you knew the truth all along.”
Standing by the dead wood is a boy breathing fire
He must have been an angel because
He said he could talk to God.
I asked him what’s his will and he told me
“Never mind that now,
You’ve got more important things to do
Start with burning all your treasures
Because they were never meant for you
If you wanna make things right,
Ask yourself just where you stand
Is it worth your while to be so sad.”
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Two best friends
Abandoned ship
Lost at sea
Struggle to live
Two enemies
Walk hand in hand
A knife in the back
And a body in a bag
Two shy girls
Go across the street
And down the road
To feel complete
Brainwashed boys
Tie their toes
To their fingers
And try to roll
A bitter snow
The night before
Makes a speckled blanket
For a tired ground
There is a
Storm on the
Horizon
Of her eyes
Pulling buttons
From the mattress
Still the same but not
As pretty
A bitter snow
The night before
Makes a speckled blanket
For a tired ground
The last thing she needs
On a bad day
Is something sharp
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Lucid yet speechless maneuvers
Lurid. He's timid, she cowers
Father's negotiating a selfless pact
to save skin off their backs
Make an appeal
just remember the bet and that this for is real
Burn this post down
Burn this ghost town
Avid reminders not failing
A dwelling left, promise prevailing
The tree by the river holds secret a message
A note carved with stone, a feather and visage
Scrape out a grave
For your mother was lost while you searched for His name
While you were away
The angels came calling
They called out a name
That I knew sounded foreign
The greater one stopped
Outstretched arm touching bark
"The name that you carved...
Hold it close to your heart"
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If God broke is promise
There would be no more
Rainbows in the sky
The earth would rest
Upon an elephant
Walking on the backs of turtles
I once clipped the wings
Of a dove
So that I could love her more
And when she tried to fly
She would ask for help
Or she would dwell in silence
And when I stretch my hand upon the north
I hang the earth over nothing
Flowers in the sky
Drift on the breeze
Like snowflakes in disguise
Pink petals make paisleys
And welcome home spring
Before the storms wash them away
Wash them away
*spoken word*
“Suddenly a great wind came from across the wilderness, and struck the four corners of the house, fell on the young, and they are dead, and I alone have escaped to tell you.” – Job 1:19
“Naked I come from my mothers womb, and naked shall I return there, the Lord gave and the Lord has taken away” – Job 1:21
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Bones and black are all I have inside of
Me and sleep are going to take on the world in my
Dreams and nightmares of explosions in the pearl-less
Night…
I see a man wearing grey
Running on the side of the road
Trying to keep in shape
Before it gets too late
Ask a question and throw your quarters in the
Well of misfortune and find out the mistakes you’ll
Make tomorrow when you had all you can take of
You…
The birds are falling from the sky
Fish are rising to the surface
And everywhere you look
You see them
I see a man wearing grey
Running on the side of the road
Trying to keep in shape
Before it gets to late
I’m not asking for a miracle
I just wanna know what’s going on
Inside my head
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