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All the Same
05:06
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Actors fighting wars
Against the sinners and the whores.
We forgot what we're made of.
Everyone's dirt is the same.
We're all made from dirt.
Sacrifices have I made
When you've just asked me to obey?
How hard have I tried?
I’m looking for something you haven’t asked me to find.
I'm covered in your blood.
But does it flow through me?
It’s a war
and don’t let anyone tell you it’s not.
There are things we can’t see
that we have to understand;
and we don’t fight with our hands,
but with our hearts.
And we can’t forget
That everyone who looks like an enemy
is really just a hostage.
Everyone who looks like an enemy
is really just one of us.
We are all the same
we are all the same
By his breath we were made
and we all have one name
None of us would have escaped the flood,
but by such sweet love,
We are all the same.
As kings are not saved
by the size of their troops,
So we are not saved by our own merits,
but through what we’ve been allowed to inherit.
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Not Enough
04:11
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Desire just isn’t enough to make me move
Action
Give me action.
I have compassion somewhere inside;
Will you hear it in my words,
Or feel it through my hands?
I have these hands,
But where's my heart?
Where is yours?
If you want me to carry this message,
You'll have to tell me what it is.
Sometimes I feel like confusion will end me.
As long as my end is found in you,
I’m satisfied.
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Bricks
04:26
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I'm not sure where your shadow stops.
Or where the shadow of the bricks begin.
Or where your body begins.
Or where your body begins.
Should you move or stay, frozen in fear of action.
You've never been more more nervous than when he's near.
Oh you want it in your mind, but you have no idea.
You're even petrified of when it's actually here.
I know you want to exchange burdens.
Why won't i let you?
Where does this fear come from?
Not from love.
Not from good.
Not from you.
Finally, the weight begins to lift.
Oh, sweet bliss.
Oh, sweet bliss!
And even though you've heard they can fall,
You can't imagine them being anywhere but exactly where they are.
I know you want to exchange burdens.
Why won't i let you?
Where does this fear come from?
Not from love.
Not from good.
Not from you.
I have these bricks on my back,
They weigh me down so much.
I have to rest so often.
I have these bricks on my back.
I have to rest so often.
I can't convince myself, I want rid of them.
But who would I be without them?
Who would i be without them?
With out these bricks on my back, who would I be?
I know you want to exchange burdens.
So I'm gonna let you.
Where does this faith come from?
It comes from love.
It comes from good.
It comes from you.
Weight lifted, Color screams into your mind.
You see, finally, Who you're supposed to be.
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Midas
03:28
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If avarice is idolatry, Then damned are our greedy souls.
I can't live if this is what it is.
If the ends aren't meeting, there's no peace, no bliss.
We will gray before our time, for the monetary is our life.
Success,
Excess and more.
Happiness,
When all we touch turns to gold.
If avarice is idolatry, Then damned are our greedy souls.
I can't live if this is what it is.
If the ends aren't meeting, there's no peace, no bliss.
We will gray before our time, for the monetary is our life.
Midas will tell you that it's all in vain.
Security won't come to us through a golden thing.
But to love, and to feel it, our hearts will beat again.
And we will live again.
If avarice is idolatry, Then damned are our greedy souls.
I can't live if this is what it is.
If the ends aren't meeting, there's no peace, no bliss.
We will gray before our time, for the monetary is our life.
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Life & Life Only
04:36
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I'll leave you empty when you are hungry.
I'll leave you dry, when you are thirsty.
I'll leave you naked, when you need clothing.
I'll let you down, I'll let you down.
I'll Leave you lonely, when you need lovin'.
I'll let you down, I'll let you down!
Searching,
I hope you find your way,
And live.
Wanderer, O' Wanderer,
I hope you find your way,
And live.
My weary heart is aching.
My brittle bones are breaking.
And the things I told you, that you have yet to believe,
Are the very things i've come that's true.
Searching,
I hope you find your way,
And live.
Wanderer, O' Wanderer,
I hope you find your way,
And live.
I'm getting older,
But not old enough to know what i'm supposed to know,
Before I die, Before I go below.
Because the man that I am is still finding out what I'm looking for.
I'm looking out for something to make me come alive.
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Herein is Love
04:52
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What makes us good ones turn out to be bad?
Have you gotten old, when you're all that we had?
I'm working my fingers straight don to the bone.
Everybody look! I'm righteously suffering.
I've hated the sex, the addictives, the sins.
I've hated, and hated, and damned, and hated... again, and again, and again.
My parents are wondering why I've been doubting.
I just don't see you there.
I just don't see you there at all.
All my questions have gone deeper than fiction to find you.
And when they throw me into the furnace, I won't be burned, or smell of smoke.
Or smell of smoke.
No, I haven't seen it, But i can feel it.
Herin is love for us bastards.
No, I haven't seen it, But i can feel it.
Herin is love for us bastards.
What makes the churches collapse from the inside?
Everyone is right in their own minds.
I didn't find you in pews, or a service.
Or in staying clean, or in staying clean.
My parents are wondering why I've been doubting.
I just don't see you there. I just don't see you there at all.
No, I haven't seen it, But i can feel it.
Herin is love for us bastards.
No, I haven't seen it, But i can feel it.
Herin is love for us bastards.
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