Like shattered shots of glass we find
Nestled in between the shores,
eroding sounds in distant light
Time to tell the tolerant
the bruising's from the government
Proof is something fierce we seek,
we shake our fists, we hardly breathe
Quickly squash your quiet life
with codeine and the northern lights
At dawn we rise and see the sun,
but so fickle are the stars at night
And He will take you there,
He'll take you back to a time of peace
Descending down upon each day
with so much left but nothing saved
Answers found and then erased
Emotions loaned but they escape
Time is wasted on the truth
Recalling reckless attitudes
Of old days gone and points of view
When inspiration's ripped away
By laziness that's out of phase
Passion fleets and falls before
The final words you might ignore
But they'll guide you home
And He will take you there
We'll take you back to a time of peace
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