Parama

And the old flag will burn with the sail

And a new one won't fly if we fail.

But the fire continues to rise,

And it shows not a hint of any fear in our eyes.

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There's merit in construction when it's done with your own hands

There's beauty in destruction, resurrection, another chance

There's a you and I in union but just an I in our beliefs

There's a crashing plane with a banner that reads everyone's naïve

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Once he had forests and mountains

That were only his - listening to him

Once he would run through the summer days

Catching memories for ages to come

Now he is dressing this naked floor

With his flesh and blood, and times passes by

His trade of pain might just have lead him

To deal with consequence

For some change as time passes by

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It serves as a warning to me,

Just like most of these days do

Cause I just wish that I could've just left you there sitting in your own shit

Cuz I know that you want me to

See, cause I’ve come through all this before

And I've bought that skinny tee

With a big black gaping hole where the heart should be

That says, “baby, I renounce thee”

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So when you bled on the bed as you fed those expectations

As a whore and not a human You embraced with hesitation

The very parameters of all you can be Not a mother, not an aunt,

Not a sister who's not subdued because dignity's not physical

And your flesh means more than you

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Mankind, with your heresy

Can't you see that this is killing me

There's no one in this life

To be here with me at my side

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Dear prodigal you are my son and I

Supplied you not your spirit, but your shape.

All Eden's wealth arrayed before your eyes;

I fathomed not you wanted to escape.

And though I only ever gave you love,

Like every child you've chosen to rebel.

Uprooted flow'rs and filled the holes with blood;

Ask not for whom they toll, the solemn bells.

A child of dust, to mother now return;

For every seed must die before it grows.

And though above the world may toil and turn,

No prying spades will find you here below.

Now safe beneath their wisdom and their feet

Here I will teach you truly how to sleep.

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Too late to tell you you were wrong

Another word to dwell upon

You could have waited for me

Like I was waiting just for you

The fuse is flickering inside

Her touch to blow me open wide

I could have run a million times

But I was waiting for you

And did you ever stop to think

About how low that you could sink

And down the low, our deepest sigh

Within yourself you cannot hide

Do photographs and faces lie?

Why did I never wonder why?

Why I was waiting for you?

Why I was waiting for you?

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Inside!

There's always someone inside

Fighting to get outside

The "knowing-right-from-wrong side"

Our home is inside!