1. |
Three Turns
03:21
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I was turning the tide
And the table was wide
When the sun hit my eyes
Someone left my sight
I was turned in on time
By the son of Simon
When I closed my eyes
He was at my side
I turned down the fight
And the rooster cried
When I opened my eyes
I was sent to die
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2. |
Carried Across
03:39
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Twelve men on horses
Unholy forces
Followed behind
Heavy expressions
On the procession
Flooded my mind
And I couldn't see
The two trailing thieves
Though I heard them
I couldn't waste
A breath as I braced
The burden
Through all the alleys
Families rallied
But I loved them still
In my resistance
Far in the distance
I saw the hill
But I couldn't see
The flowers or the trees
That I knew so well
I couldn't bear
The thought of the snare
The thought of Hell
Through all the hatred
My family waited
Counting the loss
Ancient predictions
No contradictions
Carried across
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3. |
[Father]
00:44
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4. |
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Maria stood outside my bedroom door
While I drew flowers on the wall
And when she couldn't take it anymore
She went running down the hall
And she ran past the maker
And she ran past the made
And she turned to the taker
Who was lying in the shade
So I walked past the maker
And I walked past the made
And I turned to the taker
Who was lying in the shade
I pushed my hair behind my ears
And I looked at Maria
And only loud enough for her to hear
I said, "I'll see ya when I see ya."
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5. |
An Offering
01:29
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If I could have gone forward on my own
Would I have gone again?
And if I could have looked him in the eye
Would I have trusted him?
I couldn't be distracted by the crowd
By the dirt inside my wounds
An offering was given out loud
That he would carry too
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6. |
Seraphia
03:08
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Oh, Veronica, there are so few
As calm and caring and loving as you
Oh, Veronica, I gave you my grace
Like I gave you the blood that you wiped from my face
Oh, Veronica, holding the cloth
It won't be destroyed by fire or moth
Oh, Veronica, Seraphia
Oh, Veronica, Seraphia
Oh, Veronica, Seraphia
Oh, Veronica, Seraphia
Seraphia, Seraphia, Seraphia
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7. |
[Son]
00:49
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8. |
Maybe The Wind
03:40
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I stepped to the side
And the women said kind words to me
Some were young, some were old
Some of them wailing
And some of them hailing
And I saw the fear in their souls
I wasn't supposed
To be looking for ghosts
But the sunlight was acting so strange
Maybe the wind
Will take all of us in
Or maybe the weather will change
I stepped to the gate
And the people were waiting for me
Some were short, some were tall
Some of the jeering
And some of them sneering
And I was forgiving them all
I tried to keep up
As my body was struck
But the mud on the road was too wet
Maybe the wind
Will remember their sins
Or maybe the weather forgets
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9. |
[Spirit]
00:42
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10. |
Strike, Strip
01:23
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11. |
Nails And Hammers
02:26
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12. |
Surrendered Shape
01:45
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13. |
And They Carried Me
02:57
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Built my life on my own
In my grandfather's home
Built my mind out of stars
Saw you cry from afar
I was given a name
And the angels proclaimed
And they carried me, and they carried me
Built my house with my hands
On the rock where it stands
Built the Son with my arms
On the hill by the farm
I was wrapped in a sheet
From my hair to my feet
And they carried me, and they carried me
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14. |
Seven Amens
02:13
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