Brendan Canning - Churches Under The Stairs lyrics

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With the synth and sound we might just believe that we could do

all the things in our minds with exacto knives and bings that will make you

write all the sounds, all men traded into worlds where we due to

love, and defined all the leaves that we can speak about

Well, you know where you like that the cinder blocks are taking up our

view for a while with the simple mathematics of our

lives and design. There's a head that pointed five degrees to the

right; do you know there will only be so many of our kind?

Give us some of the ghost notes

Give us some of the chosen, oh!

Give us some of the closing slots

Give us some of the falsest hope

We are lies and go right down through the suction on the great

eye and we climb; do you know the knee scrapes represent that we

thought of design? It comes in and rolls you out with thoughts of the

world not in line; do you think that they're imaginary

hearts? It was right to return to pieces of the circle

where we declined. I know military moments will believe

us; it's a sound, and a tick-tock to the world that tells you

how you arrive; do you think that we are momentary?

Give us some of the ghost notes

Give us some of the chosen, oh!

Give us some of the closing slots

Give us some of the falsest hope

This is where the like, the like rude choir comes in, alright? it goes like this, it's like:

'Cause we wanna love, wanna sift through the creation time by

night with your thoughts; you know, I am just a literary fox

with a song. They come in like shells and sink right through the

world and the rhyme. You know pieces of the poetry go

out for the cause; does it feel like somethings missing? Time to

concede for a while because all that's right is always; that's what's

wrong! In your mind are the churches right beneath the stairs of your

house and the time, it's the tick-tock going out and weary...<br />

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Thanks to razvan