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Lifetimes renewed and armored
I thought theyâd carry me back
But I lost my touch
Think hallelujah daughter
Tense up and choke that new pack down
All bled through I am
Clothing on your wound
Pushed aside
Revealing you the new, clean, fresh bride
Your mother drew
On that carpet
You never moved a thread
Where youâd sit
I thought that you were dead once
Dressed up at home
Weatherâs damp and warm, but no
I wonât perform your Rite of Spring
Iâm not dancing up to death with a diamond ring Lord
Pressed down like stone
I feel you cool and dry, but no
I wonât perform your Rite of Spring
Iâm not dancing up to death with a diamond ring Lord
Dim shines and all your shy parades
Ten ways to drink off your will to be saved
Bring your judges down
Eating up old critics to satisfy
Tasting the mouth, touching the hand
Look in the eye
All your plans set
Like fires in the buildings we left
I wanted you to smile, touch, feel
Like we never met
On that carpet
Youâd never move a thread
When youâd sit
I found out you were dead once
Now I see it
- Album:
- Oh, Great City