Tekst piosenki:
too much ice on the outside
too much time to get out there
vacant sways become angry
nothing faced nothing followed
it's a vice of disciples lapse of faith
no act of grace
moving steals in as much as we reveal
no encounter no attachment to anything less than we corrupt
it's a life but at least it is contained
no act of grace
it's the fall of a morning you wake in before
it's the life that is calling you can't kid yourself
it's the act of you killing you can't take it back
it's the things that you did that you still can't remember
the people would rather you never wake up
there's no act of grace
to the minds to the greedy needful kinds
wishing worthless wishing backwards wish you weren't here
stick out loud stick out gestures stiff the crowd
no act of grace
Dodaj adnotację do tego tekstu »
Historia edycji tekstu
Komentarze (0):