This song goes out to all the hopeless sinners With grave allegiances so meaningless and vain The walking wounded, in a pageant of contenders, Who balance on a rail of pain for just a pail of rain And everything is barely mist - blood relations and bricks My expression, my confession Add it up, extract a lesson more than this Once again, like a bullet, as a friend tell me Can that be all there is? In my rectory of doubt I kneel to pray like one devout As time the great gray dreamless sleep of a useless modern God Erodes away each storied day as wretched Adams with hell to pay Content upon a rail of pain for just a little rain And everything is dearly missed - blood relations and bricks My expression, my confession Add it up, extract a lesson more than this Once again, like a bullet, as a friend tell me Can that be all there is? There's an endless disposition and it doesn't mean a god damn thing There's a space for a paper airplane race in the eye of a hurricane And if pigs could fly then surely so could I But this pedestrian knows better than to even try My divinity is caught between the colors of a butterfly And everything is dearly missed - blood relations and bricks My expression, my confession Add it up, extract a lesson more than this Once again, like a bullet, as a friend tell me Can that be all there is? Oh there is
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