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Sometimes, for a moment of
And the passion, craving
a message we miss
Sometimes when, the spirits alone
We believe in something to find if we've grown

reflex, shattered calm
Static progress, gone
Numb awareness, final

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

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

Sacred conflict, blessed
crosses, stainless eyes
Desperate addict, disguised

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

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

In the of consciousness, there is a river crying
Living comes much easier, once we admit, dying

Sometimes, in the of our wake
There's a we harbor and hate for hatred's sake
Sometimes we, we dig an early grave and crucify our
For the hope we save

Sometimes a view from eyes
Centers our perspective and pacifies our
Sometimes the we survive and the mysteries we nurture
Are the of our lives

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