 This song goes out to all the hopeless sinners
With grave allegiances so meaningless and vain
The walking wounded in a pageant of contenders
Who balance on a rail of pain for just a pail of rain
And everything is dearly missed - blood relations and bricks
My expression, my confession, add it up, extract a lesson
More than this, once again, like a bullet as a friend tell me
Can that be all there is?
In my rectory of doubt
I kneel to pray like one devout
As time the great, gray dreamless sleep of a useless modern God
Erodes away each storied day as wretched Adams with hell to pay
Contend upon a rail of pain for just a little rain
And everything is barely missed - blood relations and bricks
My expression, my confession, add it up, extract a lesson
More than this, once again, like a bullet as a friend tell me
Can that be all there is?
There’s an endless disposition
And it doesn’t mean a god damn thing
There’s space for a paper airplane race in the eye of a hurricane
And if pigs could fly, then surely so could I
But this pedestrian knows better than to even try
My divinity is caught between the colors of a butterfly
And everything is barely missed - blood relations and bricks
My expression, my confession, add it up, extract a lesson
More than this, once again, like a bullet as a friend tell me
Can that be all there is?
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