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Givin' Up On Holy
written by Mars_Phoenix02:58 PM 1/3/05In your hands we fallen heroes lye,
Virtue lies awake,
He reads a book or two,
Now we wait upon the sun to rise,
Mountain High;
Aeroplane Low;
Signals sleep yet God only knows
How to be;
How to see with no eyes at all.
I see myself in the Euphrates,
Hades this my horror show,
Hey is this the time to go?
Gave up on Holy though I seem to know:
How do we know the way back home?
This cannot be.
Now I see (Now I See)
This ray of light. |
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