...and I still have a song in my throat
and a prayer between each hand,
but my teeth,
my teeth I keep dug in
real deep,
so that these days
my tongue seems shorter.
'Cause I've sung
too many unheard hymns
to really sing anymore,
and I've prayed to
too many faithless gods
to really pray anymore.
I think I was a child
when I lost faith in myself,
a youth when God left,
but yesterday,
yesterday humanity was lost.
Yesterday is the blood in my eye,
the tear on my sleeve
so I'll wipe
the blood off your face
but me,
me I swallow mine
and dig in deeper.
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