Rachel Gieck - 10 years. lyrics

This message may not ever come out of the clouds Until the animals speak and the irrational die down Until the faucet leaks and Jesus gives up his crown Until the feathers are ripped and the mystery gets drowned Until the d** they hit and the pastor finishes his rounds While I may not ever understand the difference between toilet paper and sand Figuratively and sad Short changed and elements as a fad Vanity mixed in where the clowns dance And factories shut down where the dead crash Keep pretending like this is something that I had planned Because its not It's something that slipped through my toes - not my hands And where enemies get planted Babies get grown And where attitudes are established You throw kings off their thrones But you forgot that we were living in the same village And you forgot that you forgot how to let in the willing Without choking on the dust from the explosion of your own sacrificed doubt Making sure you could control others Without really showing yourself This dance is a reflection when I look into the mirror Some parts are missing and different but the straddle was clear 10 years we've spent k**ing nomes in the garden 10 sins and my shoulders collapsed I'm floating dead in your waters I don't want to play games near the insane asylum I just want what I thought was there this whole time Sister to a daughter Blood and water Bloodhounds and a system on its last wire So I rehash colors that are mysteries to the storms I recla**ify stories I talked sh** in the thunder dome I still take hits that are pacifiers to secrets you sold I still see myself in you and the parts I need to take responsibility for