Aralık 14, 2019

36 Crazyfists - Absent Are The Saints



Go!

With so many words we stand upon our dreams
With all the hell around,
It's exactly what it seems
Lying at the bottom we can't derive our fate
In the dead of night, absent of the saints.

Changed men, will change
There's only two kinds, ones with truth within and ones with plague inside

I don't want to see it all
Come crashing down, down in the ocean
Altering the course,
Untangle this weight and send off the poisons

Mountain size the pain,
If ceased would bring us sound.
No clarity to shape the lost all went unfound
But with hope of man, shine faith from all unseen.
Braided hands that reach for nothing but belief.

Changed men, will change
Hopes lives unlost, gain strength at all costs

I don't want to see it all
Come crashing down, down in the ocean
Altering the course,
Untangle this weight and send off the poisons

I don't want to see it all
Come crashing down, down in the ocean
I don't want to see it all
Come crashing down, down in the ocean
Altering the course,
Untangle this weight and send off the poisons

Absent are the saints, absent are the saints



Writer(s): Holt Steven Matthew, Lindow Brock Nicholas, Noonan Thomas Daniel, Whitney Michael Glen




album: "The Tide And Its Takers" (2008)

The All Night Lights
We Gave It Hell
The Back Harlow Road
Clear The Coast
Waiting On A War
Only A Year Or So...
Absent Are The Saints
Vast And Vague
When Distance Is The Closest Reminder
Northern November
The Tide And Its Takers

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