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The true finches are small to medium-sized passerine birds in the family Fringillidae. Finches have stout conical bills adapted for eating seeds and often have colourful plumage. They occupy a great range of habitats where they are usually resident and do not migrate. They have a worldwide distribution except for Australia and the polar regions. The family includes species known as siskins, canaries, redpolls, serins, grosbeaks and euphonias. Many birds in other families are also commonly called "finches". These groups include: the estrildid finches (Estrildidae) of the Old World tropics and Australia; some members of the Old World bunting family (Emberizidae) and the American sparrow family (Passerellidae); and the Darwin's finches of the Galapagos islands, … more »

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2005

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All along the water's edge
The ripples curl and bend
As the moon bleeds
"Satire's no match for a matter of fact." (That's blasphemy)
There's got to be another way

I wrote it down in blood
"Never forget my love"
Faith as endearing as the other side

Before nightfall cast a broken shadow much
Too tall "Look, it's just me"
Graveyard pulls apart the earth revealing
All the broken hearts
I'm not the only one who bleeds

I Wrote it down in blood
Never forget my love
Faith as endearing as the other side 
I'm on this freight train with creeping suspicion, 
hell to pay
(glassy eyeballs feeling red, painful voices in your head)

And he walked to the stone to engrave
His claim of a thousand souls filled
With shame reaching to the highest
Notch at the top
With the blood of his wisdom he began
To call on the names of
The vain and the week willed alike
"I will have you"
Anoint you wrap you in lies, to
Devour you all in the blink of an eye in the presence
Of his majesty
The rise and fall of the hands that begat the
Writing on the wall dripping with
Blood "never forget my love"

It's criminal, more than you know
The loss in your eyes
It's critical
It's critical now
The look in my eye

I have damned myself
To hear this out
One more time around
I have damned myself
To hear this out
One more time

I wrote it down in blood
Never forget my love 
Faith as endearing as the other side 
I'm on this freight train with derailed suspicions 
Writing it all down in blood

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