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10/18/2005 |
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We're more than carbon and chemicals
Free will is ours and we can't let go
We can't allow this, the quiet cull
So we sing out this, our canticle
We are the image of the invisible
We all were lost now we are found
No one can stop us or slow us down
We are all named and we are all known
We know that we'll never walk alone
We're more than static and dial tone
We're emblematic of the unknown
Raise up the banner, bend back your bows
Remove the cancer, take back your souls
We are the image of the invisible
Though all the world may hate us, we are named
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Is this everything, I've dreamed of so much more
between the end and where we lie
here all hopes and dreams are scavenged from the floor
and fed into machines that feed on vacant eyes
all of my dreams, always find me
far beyond these fake fluorescent skies
I know there must be something more, if I could only find the door
then I could free myself and see the world outside
where daylight breaks on you and shines into the
grey that sleeps beneath your skull
daylight breaks on you and burns away the
grey that suffocates your soul
for now I hold a key, and though I may be lost
I know that I will find my way
I search endlessly but every time I've thought
that I was near the smoke and mirrors lead me astray
see the pit boss, steal each tick tock
time it seems will suffer at our hands
I look for exits in the haze, the dense electric twilight maze
I've heard that there is one that leads to sunlit lands
daylight, they tell me that it's just a myth
they try to betray me with a kiss
daylight, they tell me that it can't exist
they might never know just what they missed as
daylight pours fire into my grey eyes
pour grace into my grey life
breaks in and lights the way
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We dream of ways to break these iron bars
We dream of black nights without moon or stars
We dream of tunnels and of sleeping guards
We dream of black outs in the prison yard
Rock broke and we found
(Look in the ground)
Working to the sound
(The whistle blows)
Every time we pry
(No one responds)
Evidence of Life
(Beyond these Walls)
Born and bred
(in this machine)
Wardens tread
(to steal our strength)
We all try
(To reconcile)
We all like
(the way it was before)
We dream of jailers throwing down their arms
We dream of open gates and no alarms
Look to the day the Earth Will Shake,
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It's been so long, and tin cans and string for years
is all that we've known, could it be you're really here
because my eyes are open, and everything still moves in slow-motion,
breathless and blue, and behind your eyes the sea
oceans of light envelop me
but things can't be as they seem, I'm so far from home
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I know one day, all our scars will disappear, like the stars at dawn
and all of our pain, will fade away when morning comes
and on that day when we look backwards we will see, that everything is changed
and all of our trials, will be as milestones on the way
and as long as we live, every scar is a bridge to someone's broken heart
and there's no greater love, than that one shed his blood for his friends
on that day all of the scales will swing to set all the wrongs to right
all our tears, and all of our fears will take to flight
but until then all of our scars will still remain, but we've learned that if
we'll
open the wounds and share them then soon they start to heal
(as long as we live, we are bridges to someone broken heart
there's no greater love, shed your blood for your friends)
we must see that every scar is a bridge, and as long as we live
we must open up these wounds
when some one stands in your shoes and will shed his own blood
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How can you be sleeping, waves like weapons crash
over us, cry for mercy and hold fast hope
who of us is cursed, or do we have to ask
search your souls and hold fast
if no one speaks a word, then let the lots be cast
truth be told and hold fast
white death wakes in black skies, mark your maker's wrath
fear and flames of azure climb the crooked the mast
you will yet be baptized, steeped in shattered glass
sink and sing your answer and hold fast hope
as strong arms grip your shoulders like dead hands of the past
pray as you're tossed over, this breath could be your last
quiet and cold, silent and slow
night black as coal, miles here below
find your faith and dive deep, through living gateways pass
lined with death and ivory, and hold fast, hold fast
deep beneath the black dawn, leagues from lightning's flash
ribs will raise cathedrals for the morning mass
steel yourself in sackcloth, roll your heart in ash
scrape your skin with steel wool and hold fast hope
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We move for all mankind, a million miles from everything we've ever known
and we're on their hearts and minds, a million heads are bowed to bring us
safely home
hemmed in by emptiness, a million ways that everything could be undone
this hollow in my chest is filled with reasons not to sing but I found one, I
know
we are not alone, we feel an unseen love
we are sons and heirs of grace
we are children of a light that never dims
a love that never dies, keep your chin up child
and wipe the tears from your eyes
in sleep we saw ourselves, a million years we had been waiting there it seems
while someone weaves a spell, a million stars look on in witness to our dreams
we feel an unseen love
we are children of light
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Once again these bitter herbs
the perfect compliment to all your cryptic words
I nod but don't know what to say, but I know you
and I believe you're who you say you are so i?
I will follow you, lay down my life
I would die for you, this very night
once again the bread and wine
but it seems the meanings may be deeper still this time
and you surprised me when you said I'd fall away, don't you know me
I could never be ashamed of you
I've never been this cold, the fire's gravity compels
like planets cling to sol, I feel my orbit start to fail
like moths to flame I come, too close and all my oaths are burned
as stars begin to run, all my accusers take their turn
and calling curses down, from my lips lies like poison spill
and then that awful sound, the sound of prophesy fulfilled
and then I met your eyes, and I remember everything
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The towers that shoulder your pride
the words you've written in stone
sand will cover them, sand will cover you
the streets that suffer your name
your very flesh and your bones
sand will cover them, sand will cover you
so put your faith in more than steel
don't store your treasures up, with moth and rust
where thieves break in and steal
pull the fangs from out your heel
we live in but a shadow of the real
step out from time, see the dust of nations
step out from time, hear the stars ovation
saturn will not sleep, until the sand has made us clean
still we stack our stones and bury what we can
but it all will be undone, and nothing built under the sun
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Wake, stand and feel your worth, o my soul
kneel and know the word that can save us all
come to die
we are fuel and fire both, we are water
wed with wine and ghost
we are wrought with breath and dirt, washed in second sight
woven through the earth, wreathed in rings of light
we will wield a second birth, whet our wits and knives
wrap our knees in earth, wrap ourselves in light
wake, we will weigh and drink this cup, we will burn
but we will not burn up
wake, feel your worth, o my soul
speak the word, the word that can save us all
awed by grace, I fall on my face
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I know what lies beneath, I've seen the flash of teeth
conspiring with the reef to sink our ship
the wind's a cheating wife, her tongue a thirsty knife
and she could take your life with one good kiss
can you see the sky turn red
as morning's light breaks over me
know tonight we'll make our bed
at the bottom of the sea
I know the ocean speaks, I've heard her call to me
and smiling in my dreams she whispers this
(the stars retreat behind their veil
the clouds are clinging to your sail
the storm is coming can you see)
look and see the sky turn red
like blood it covers over me
and soon the sea shall give up her dead
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this darkness would
eclipse our will
a cold wind blows
across these hills
a swinging gaze
from the hangman's tree
a crows nest view
of what's left to see
the light that's formed
Of shade will turn to silence to this way
still beneath the craters waiting
for this time to grow
so hold on
hold tight
open daylight
we will overcome
so put away your fear
a morning star will soon appear
and bring an end
to this dark night
and we must run for to meet the light
watered by the blood of martyrs
blessed and blind as sons and daughters
sleep with one eye open
and live with both eyes shut
so lets find the place where sight begins
and see the things that we saw when our
eyes were bright and wet against the light
and hold on
hold tight
open daylight
we will overcome
open your eyes
over the new sight
fly the flags of dawn
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A ring of Pharisees and one of them was me
We loved the letter but not the spirit
An infidelity, a woman on her knees
She begged for mercy, we couldn’t hear it
The teacher looked from us, his finger in the dust
We felt the chill and it shook us to our bones
Then he raised his head and this is what he said,
“The one who has not sin should throw a stone”
I walked away in silence
and threw myself upon the ground
These words they burned inside me
Take up your cross before your crown
Go and judge not, lest ye be judged with the girl and come down
I walked away in silence
and threw myself upon the ground
These words they burned inside me
Take up your cross before your crown
Take up your cross before your crown
Judge not, lest ye be judged with the girl and come down
Take up your cross before your crown
Your cross before your crown
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