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| Beck Modern Guilt Orphans Think I'm stranded but I don't know where I got this diamond I don't know how to shine In the sun where the dark winds wail And these children leave their rulers behind As we cross ten leagues from a rubicon The matchsticks for my bones If we can learn how to freeze ourselves alive We can learn to leave these burdens to burn Cast out these creatures of woe Who shatter themselves Fighting the fire with your bare hands Now my journey takes me further south I want to hear what the blind men sing With their fossils and their gypsy bones I'll stand beside myself so I'm not alone And how can I make new again what rusts every time it rains And the rain it comes and floods our lungs We're just orphans in a tidal wave's wake If I wake up and see my maker coming With all of his crimson and his iron desire We'll drag the streets with the baggage of longing to be loved or destroyed From a void to a grain of sand in your hand Ahhhh Ahhhh ooh ooh Ahhhh oooh ooh Ahhhh oooh ooh |
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