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Could you sleep tonight
And be dreaming tight in your heaven?
Your warm heaven
Would you be feeling right
When children cold outside
dream in rain?
Dream in rain
Would you come down
From your pedestal?
Could you try and touch the ground?
Every day the mirror
stares you in the eyes
of your face / see your face
Can you watch television?
Ain? t it like the mirror?
See disgrace / see your face.
Would you come down
From your pedestal?
Could you try and touch the?
Maya on the dying tree,
The cockfight honesty
The sidewalk vendor? s
glorious symphony
Could you stare
Would you care,
would you Save your prayers
Save a prayer
Say a prayer
Be still
Though chaos rains around you now
Only so much rain can fall at once
Breathe in
And let the air envelope you
And slow but sure, serenity will come
Close your eyes
Try to breathe
Feel the ground beneath your feet
It's still there
The world still turns around
Stand up
Though circumstance has knocked you down
There is nothing gained by staying within it's reach
Take strength
In every failure you endure
Our mistakes have many lessons they can teach
Close your eyes
Try to breathe
Feel the ground beneath your feet
It's still there
The world still turns around
Destroy
These walls you've built around yourself
You can't take another step until they're gone
Move out
No use in dwelling in the past
Bid farewell to all your fears and carry on
Close your eyes
Try to breathe
Feel the ground beneath your feet
It's still there
The defining sound
Fangs into flesh
Panic and spit
Death unto life
Eyes wide
It sees itself through the layers of ice
Now; seal the cracks ... reject the notions!
Everything can not be happening on the inside?
An option not to listen
A nameless urge takes hold
Prey upon the weak
An aimless tale told
Pray upon the weak
Caught in a spiral of need
Act without the choice
Choose not to act
Caught in a spiral of need
Desperate and alone in a whole
Striving for higher ground
Carrying someone else's fears for tomorrow
Stay behind the line
Or eat from the bowels of reality
Grind the thorns to stardust
Gliding slowly across the abyss
Inside the inside the inside
There is a sound made by boiling blood
Above and below lay the levels
Above and below the ground
see their hands in the air
they lift up their prayers to the air
the life that you live
time that you give to the air
it don't seem fair
something is wrong with the machine
your abberation slowly drain
you of your will to be yourself
i got that feeling that something is missing
i got that feeling that something is wrong
see the man in the ground
i bury him up with the ground
you wait for a sign
you sit on the line em up
let the master decide
something is wrong...
I am hatred, seeping blood.
The rain, the flood, the grief.
I am rage becoming flesh.
A dismal, ravaged life.
This is pain, a wall of tears.
And my tears are my truest friends.
This, my heart, a dying sun.
A flower fading to black.
Oh God, why have you forsaken me?
In this darkness, called my mind.
The waste you left for me.
I'm your shit, your verbal smut.
Your twisted world recapped.
This is you, your lifeless soul.
Your sick and fucked-up lies.
In my world your love is death.
Your disease, your skin that burns.
Oh God, why have you forsaken me?
You tied my limbs and buried me alive.
And piled this frozen mud.
You watched me die with lustrous eyes.
As all your words grew stale.
You mocked my care and stained my mind.
see their hands in the air
they lift up their prayers to the air
the life that you live
time that you give to the air
it don't seem fair
something is wrong with the machine
your abberation slowly drain
you of your will to be yourself
i got that feeling that something is missing
i got that feeling that something is wrong
see the man in the ground
i bury him up with the ground
you wait for a sign
you sit on the line em up
let the master decide
Could you sleep tonight
And be dreaming tight in your heaven?
Your warm heaven
Would you be feeling right
When children cold outside
dream in rain?
Dream in rain
Would you come down
From your pedestal?
Could you try and touch the ground?
Every day the mirror
stares you in the eyes
of your face / see your face
Can you watch television?
Ain�t it like the mirror?
See disgrace / see your face.
Would you come down
From your pedestal?
Could you try and touch the
Maya on the dying tree,
The cockfight honesty
The sidewalk vendors
glorious symphony
Could you stare
Would you care,
would you Save your prayers
Save a prayer
Say a prayer
For the children of the rain