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

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

away with the tide
(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 lines in the

Sometimes, if perfectly still
You can hear the virgin
For the savior of will
Sometimes, castles in the air
And the fantasies seeking, are the crosses you bear

Sacred conflict, prize
Weeping crosses, stainless
Desperate addict, faith

Swept away the tide
(Swept away the tide)
Through the holes in my
(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 into our homes
supper with the aliens and fight the war alone
We conjure up our skeletons, enlist the den of
Frightened from our closets, then sewn our sleeves

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

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

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

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