The Weakerthans

The Weakerthans - Illustrated bible stories for children lyrics

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Morning bright, rise.
Go over your lines.
Iron your carefully crafted disguise.
We'd all like to sing.
It's easy to sigh; to
sprinkle a handful of plausible lies.
Our buildings will rise,
poke out our own eyes.
Publicly smile and privately frown.
A weeping reprise. Please hear my cries.
I'd like to pull just this one building down.
So turn off the sky.
Head in my hands.
Night keep me warm.
White window-sill.
Blinded by heart.
Cut my hair short.
"Eyeless in Gaza with the slaves at the mill."
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Publisher: G7 Welcoming Committee Records


Released in: 1997

Language: English

Appearing on: Fallow (1997)

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