It's Sam.
We can't leave out Sammy...
Download from SendSpace Track 13, The Line, from Howl
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THE LINE
I am the line
I hold you near
There is no burden left to bear, I can see clear
You're in suspension, you know no love
There is no story left to tell, you have no wisdom to pass on
I am the soul of absolution, no man can hide his own illusion
My hands are crippled from the pain, you are the splinter in my vein
You put your head between your hands and understand nothing it has
I feel the answers keep you scared, I've put the harm inside myself
I am the line
I hold you near
There is no burden left to bear, I can see clear
I am perfected, I know no void
I have no conscience to keep clear, I understand there's nothing more
You try to kid yourself with questions bleeding inside for some correction
I found you tied unto the cross, your judgment owns your every thought
You know my words all mean the same, you've buried here to isolate
Into this prison in your mind where you were born without a spine
When did you stop caring?
.
.
.
Are you recording? Alright. Okay. It sounds like this...
All along
I've been waiting on
The open invitation
You're silent
Show me no relation
In the rising calm
Don't you feel alone
I'll be standing with your sorrow
All you left me
Is gone away tomorrow
And we may never be here again
And we may never be here again
Pull me up on either side
Don't leave me standing alone in the light
Pull me up on either side
Don't leave me standing alone in the light
All along
I've been waiting on
The open invitation
You're silent
Show me no relation
In the rising calm
Don't you feel alone
I'll be standing with your sorrow
All you left me
Is gone away tomorrow
And we may never be here again
And we may never be here again
Download from SendSpace Track 13, The Line, from Howl
Buy their CDs from them - it's cheaper!
THE LINE
I am the line
I hold you near
There is no burden left to bear, I can see clear
You're in suspension, you know no love
There is no story left to tell, you have no wisdom to pass on
I am the soul of absolution, no man can hide his own illusion
My hands are crippled from the pain, you are the splinter in my vein
You put your head between your hands and understand nothing it has
I feel the answers keep you scared, I've put the harm inside myself
I am the line
I hold you near
There is no burden left to bear, I can see clear
I am perfected, I know no void
I have no conscience to keep clear, I understand there's nothing more
You try to kid yourself with questions bleeding inside for some correction
I found you tied unto the cross, your judgment owns your every thought
You know my words all mean the same, you've buried here to isolate
Into this prison in your mind where you were born without a spine
When did you stop caring?
.
.
.
Are you recording? Alright. Okay. It sounds like this...
All along
I've been waiting on
The open invitation
You're silent
Show me no relation
In the rising calm
Don't you feel alone
I'll be standing with your sorrow
All you left me
Is gone away tomorrow
And we may never be here again
And we may never be here again
Pull me up on either side
Don't leave me standing alone in the light
Pull me up on either side
Don't leave me standing alone in the light
All along
I've been waiting on
The open invitation
You're silent
Show me no relation
In the rising calm
Don't you feel alone
I'll be standing with your sorrow
All you left me
Is gone away tomorrow
And we may never be here again
And we may never be here again