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Sometimes, for a moment of
And the passion, we're
There's a message we
when, the spirits left alone
We must believe in something to find if grown

reflex, shattered calm
Static progress, senses
awareness, final psalm

Swept with the tide
(Swept away the tide)
the holes in my hands
(Through the in my hands)
of thorns at my side
(Crown of at my side, yeah, yeah, yeah)
lines in the sand

Sometimes, if you're perfectly
You can hear the virgin
For the savior of your
Sometimes, your in the air
And the fantasies you're seeking, are the crosses you

Sacred conflict, blessed
Weeping crosses, eyes
Desperate addict, faith

Swept away the tide
(Swept with the tide)
the holes in my hands
(Through the in my hands, yeah)
of thorns at my side
(Crown of at my side)
Drawing lines in the

We fabricate our demons, invite them into our
Have supper the aliens and fight the war alone
We conjure up our skeletons, enlist the den of
Frightened from our closets, sewn upon our sleeves

In the stream of consciousness, is a river crying
comes much easier, once we admit, we're dying

Sometimes, in the wreckage of our
There's a bitterness we harbor and for hatred's sake
Sometimes we, we dig an early grave and our instincts
For the hope we couldn't

Sometimes a view sinless eyes
Centers our perspective and our cries
the anguish we survive and the mysteries we nurture
Are the fabrics of our

Swept with the tide
(Swept with the tide, yeah)
Through the holes in my
(Through the holes, in my hands)
of thorns at my side
(Crown of at my side)
lines in the sand