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Fractured Stone
Bleed me of the demons in me
Feed me to and from the piggies
I don’t care if I know my name tomorrow
A broken stone on a road of pebbles
A portrait of a shattered golem
I don’t know if the fire’s out or sober
Teach me how to own and to give
Show me how I’m supposed to behave
I can’t hide if you don’t care to find me
Fill the cracks with dirt and resin
One more step on my way to heaven
Bend my knees and remind me she found peace
If I could tear a hole in the sky
Just a glimpse of a holy moment
I could fall back to faith but then it’s different
I carry with me all this always
I’ll climb until there’s clouds below me
Soon I hope that the sun will warm my face
I won’t try to rename this honor
I won’t fight for a drop of water
It’s been pouring since the day the storm came
Feed me to and from the piggies
I don’t care if I know my name tomorrow
A broken stone on a road of pebbles
A portrait of a shattered golem
I don’t know if the fire’s out or sober
Teach me how to own and to give
Show me how I’m supposed to behave
I can’t hide if you don’t care to find me
Fill the cracks with dirt and resin
One more step on my way to heaven
Bend my knees and remind me she found peace
If I could tear a hole in the sky
Just a glimpse of a holy moment
I could fall back to faith but then it’s different
I carry with me all this always
I’ll climb until there’s clouds below me
Soon I hope that the sun will warm my face
I won’t try to rename this honor
I won’t fight for a drop of water
It’s been pouring since the day the storm came
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