the kind you’d find on someone that could save.
if they don’t put me away
it’ll be a miracle.
do you believe you’re missing out?
that everything good is happening somewhere else?
with nobody in your bed,
the night’s hard to get through.
and i will die all alone,
and when i arrive i won’t know anyone.
Jesus Christ, i’m alone again.
so what did You do those three days You were dead?
cause this problem’s gonna last
more than the weekend.
Jesus Christ i’m not scared to die,
i’m a little bit scared of what comes after.
do i get the gold chariot?
do i float through the ceiling?
do I divide and pull apart?
cause my bright is too slight
to hold back all my dark.
this ship went down in sight of land.
at the gates does thomas ask to see my hands?
i know You’re coming in the night like a thief
but i’ve had some time, O Lord, to hone my lying technique.
i know You think that i’m someone You can trust
but I’m scared i’ll get scared and i swear i’ll try to nail You back up.
so do You think that we could work out a sign
so i’ll know it’s You and that it’s over so i won’t even try?
I know You’re coming for the people like me
but we all got wood and nails
to turn out hate in factories.
we all got wood and nails
to turn out hate in factories.
we all got wood and nails,
and we sleep inside of this machine.
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beautiful, haunting.
this is one of my favorite lines from Brand New’s Daisy album.
i get chills. so good.
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