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

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

Swept with the tide
(Swept with 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)
Drawing lines in the

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

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

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

We fabricate our demons, invite them our homes
Have supper the aliens and fight the war alone
We up our skeletons, enlist the den of thieves
Frightened from our closets, then sewn 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 hatred's
Sometimes we, we dig an early grave and crucify our
For the hope we save

Sometimes a from sinless eyes
our perspective and pacifies our cries
Sometimes the anguish we and the mysteries we nurture
Are the fabrics of our

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