This song goes out to all the hopeless sinners With grave allegiances so meaningless and vain
The walking wounded in a pageant of contenders Who balance on a rail of pain for just a pail of rain
And everything is dearly missed - blood relations and bricks My expression, my confession, add it up, extract a lesson More than this, once again, like a bullet as a friend tell me Can that be all there is?
In my rectory of doubt I kneel to pray like one devout As time the great, gray dreamless sleep of a useless modern God Erodes away each storied day as wretched Adams with hell to pay Contend upon a rail of pain for just a little rain
And everything is barely missed - blood relations and bricks My expression, my confession, add it up, extract a lesson More than this, once again, like a bullet as a friend tell me Can that be all there is?
There's an endless disposition And it doesn't mean a god damn thing There's space for a paper airplane race in the eye of a hurricane
And if pigs could fly, then surely so could I But this pedestrian knows better than to even try My divinity is caught between the colors of a butterfly
And everything is barely missed - blood relations and bricks My expression, my confession, add it up, extract a lesson More than this, once again, like a bullet as a friend tell me Can that be all there is? |
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