Lyrics:
By the window
Since time began
Watch the wind blow
Sculpting sand
All in letters bound in string
Life is slowly unraveling
Burning castle
Here is where the road divides
Here is where we realize
The sculpting of the Father's great design
Through' time you've been a friend to me
But time
By the window since time began
Watch the wind blow
Sculpting sand
All in letters
Bound in string
Life is slowly unraveling
Burning castle
Turning
a structure
Visceral sculpting of our love into space
If we cling to what we used to be (what we used to be)
It will burn our soul, we'll get hurt
Unless
limericks carved
By the old pay phone
[Chorus]
And in your picture book
I'm trying hard to see
Turning endless pages
Of this tragedy
Sculpting
your face
While people will cheer on the spectacle we've made
I'm sitting and sculpting menageries of saints
Oh, my man my absentee
I'd do anything
a chance
And wait for more to come
Only ends with death
Sculpting Consciousness
Can change their life and yours
Just give a part of you
Sculpting
once, but his music wouldn't wait
He earned his love through discipline, a thundering velvet hand
His gentle means of sculpting souls took me years
once, but his music wouldn't wait
He earned his love through discipline, a thundering velvet hand
His gentle means of sculpting souls took me years
once, but his music wouldn't wait
He earned his love through discipline, a thundering velvet hand
His gentle means of sculpting souls took me years
the world fades away
I'm the artist of the night, sculpting the night into day
Underneath the starlit canopy of the night
I find my rhythm, in the city's neon
eyes
Leads us down
Psyches constructed in factories
Sculpting sociology alone
For the dispossessed
Psyches constructed in factories
Stamping delusion
me
It's not that day
Stealing
I am sculpting clay
Taken from my body
standing in the moonlight
Withering voice of my despair,
Buried in this cycle of life...
Sculpting the time, while the sun cries
Sculpting in time, while
that's the reason I'm seasoned
cnd one of ya favorite artists
cnd right now I'm carving...
Sculpting and creating
Mom thank you for your patience
cnd
In the hands of makers, a vision to fulfill.
Oh, tools of the trade, in the artisan's hand,
Crafting wonders from metal, wood, and sand.
Sculpting
the tongue)
Ships drifting out of tune
(coming in like waves rolling off the coast)
Many, many more, sculpting the shoreline
Etching the harbor
should just take a step back. I’ll see your face never again. Now can you see? I have your beauty dripping from my hands. I’m sculpting fragments with your
wall of you
Dragging and tapping abysses between your layers
Sculpting your bones to bend like feeble shadows at dusk
and your throat the prison of your
shuffling their wings
I see the water sculpting in the sand
With the hope to build something that will last
The jealous wave comes crawling outside
Invoking suffering on human beings
Grinding orifices my only therapy
Sculpting gore
Muscle tissue
Reshaping
Mounds of flesh, deformation
Skulls
Invoking suffering on human beings
Grinding orifices my only therapy
Sculpting gore
Muscle tissue
Reshaping
Mounds of flesh, deformation
Skulls
of love
I hope you save me some
Colors flooding Earth
Return to who you were
Every wave sculpting land
Breaks down into grains of sand
I can feel the tides
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