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

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

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

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

conflict, blessed prize
Weeping crosses, stainless
Desperate addict, disguised

away 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)
lines in the sand

We fabricate our demons, invite them our homes
Have supper with the and fight the war alone
We up our skeletons, enlist the den of thieves
Frightened our closets, then sewn upon our sleeves

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

Sometimes, in the wreckage of our
There's a bitterness we harbor and hate for sake
Sometimes we, we dig an early and crucify our instincts
For the hope we save

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

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