of being displaced

5| My Lyricists

They made a statue of us, and put it on

a mountain top -

These days it's hard to get up.

Out of the rain but still wet 

these days -

Oh the glory, when these terrible things happen.

Oh the glory when He takes, and He

takes, and He takes - 

Da da-daa, Da-da daa da - 

You're stitches are all out, but your 

scars are healing wrong.

Oh, everyone takes turns - and the misery

inside their eyes starts

synchronizing and refracting into yours.

You are a guest here, now. 

Hold on and heal,

heal, heal - 

Time can come take away the pain 

but I just want my memories to remain.

One more time with feeling - 

say it in your mind until you know

the words are right;

tell me some things last.

Take my mind and take my pain like

an empty bottle takes the rain.

Hold on and heal,

heal, heal - 

This is why we fight.