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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sometimes a view from eyes
Centers our and pacifies 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)
Crown of at my side
(Crown of at my side)
lines in the sand