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Brennan DeBoer

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I'm frozen still as the very thought it of strikes me again

How the world just continues to spin
And spin

Like there's nothing to see
But clear skies, clean streets,
Children cradled to sleep
In the arms of their mothers
Sweetly, full of love

Bring on the Flood
Lord
Just come and see

There's a rose in my hand
There's a thorn in my side and it's bleeding me it out
There's a hole in my head
There's a hole in the earth and they're crawling from out
Now they're coming in
They're coming in
They're coming in

Thats no moon hanging in space,
It's a mirror
Of my pocked and cratered face turning gray,
Turning away perpetually

Rustle the leaves
Peek through branches and see
Your body running naked through
Endless fields of green
And smell the gasoline

There's a rose in my hand
There's a thorn in my side and it's bleeding me it out
There's a hole in my head
There's a hole in the earth and they're crawling from out
Now they're coming in
Through windows and doors whether open or not
They're bleeding you out
Now they're coming in
And they're pulling you out

The sun is bruising up the horizon on this morning
Deep purple gone crimson
Can still catch me in its grip

Streaks of heaven cross the sky
As the soft sun curls under the globe
Who told it to go on and hide
Leave me floating away

I go dead in the eyes
As the blackness of the night numbs
These pale cold lips, this concrete face

The world recoils into the shape of nothing

I bark like a rabid dog
Once it peaks the horizon
Meets my eyes
Starts to crawl out from under those hills

Now I can feel it through the door
I can feel it through the walls
I can feel it in every room of this house
I can feel them
Coming in

Streak of heaven cross the sky
Soft sun curls under the globe
Go on and hide

It's the blackness of the night
That numbs these pale cold lips
And my concrete face

The world recoils into the shape of nothing
Its many colors can come to spoil those like me

Now I feel it through the door
I feel it through the walls and windows of this house
I can feel it
I can feel they're coming in

They're coming in

I can feel it

There's an ocean of light
I'm gonna drown in its waves
Get lost in them

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