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Straight on Til Morning
03:51
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I miss the comfort of the moon and hiding in its glow
I could disappear with twilight just before the sun would show
Now I'm hanging with the stars, watching as you lie asleep
Watching as the Earth revolves to spin you away from me
It's time to wake up
Start your new day
It's time to wake up
Start running away
Now I'm flying over other countries just looking for a place to land
A little plot of earth with a backyard full of sand
Now I'm soaking up the scenery like a sponge left in your gut
By a doctor who was too busy so he just taped the damn thing shut
Now it's starting to get dark so I'm deciding to take off
This house is gonna miss me as the sand swallows it whole
Now I'm back here in the ages still hanging with the stars
Our brightest lights will linger like your deepest battle scars
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God's putting up his dukes
He wants to go a couple rounds
He says the stories you've been writing
Well, they are full of doubt
God's putting up his dukes
He's calling me out
My mother says my lack of faith
Will be what does me in
Saying sinners never prosper, boy
You've got no chance to win
My mother says my lack of faith
Will be my undoing
If the creator puts me on my back
And sends me home to him
Well, I will protest all the way
I'll be a-kicking and screaming
If the creator puts me on my back
Well, I suppose that means he wins
But if that table turns the other way
And I do that what's unthinking
Will my mother have a thing to say?
Or will she just start drinking?
If that table turns the other way
I swear you'll never hear the end
And if the mouth of hell opens wide
Because I sing this song
Well, I'm taking all of you with me
Cause I know you're humming along
If the mouth of hell opens wide
I still claim I've done no wrong
And if I can't respond to the count of ten
If it's win, lose, or draw
Well, at least I'll know I've fought my fight
Keep my head high, stand tall
If I can't respond to the count of ten
Say I love you to my mom
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Over Funeral Pyres
03:19
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There's a dead dog in my backyard with his nose in the air
He'd be happy to see me if it weren't for all those wild hairs
But cats aren't the only curious animals
And as this shallow grave proves he wasn't granted his miracle
There's no hope in gray skies over funeral pyres
So tonight the kids will get drunk and make the choice not to sire
Cause God needs taught a lesson so he'll right all his wrongs
There'll be no work left for angels when our race is finally won
So you can pull all your harp strings
We'll stop ringing our bells
You'll never get your wings
So put your halos up for sale
Stop baking your manna
And cut your golden hair
Come down off your towers
Now it's our world to share
You can pray all you want to but the phone's off the hook
And your mother's love is waning, now she won't even look
In your eyes there's no feeling but you claim to see light
When the darkness comes calling are you sure you'll be right
They say there's both judge and jury in the clouds, in the ground
And the songs that haunted your childhood will become the only sound
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