The Manuscript

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We don't have time to waste, so we sleep like seconol
We tie our bodies to the trees
He slit his wrists and then the blood came suddenly
Across the typewriter keys
"I am a bitter taste, I am a violent thing
I have no thoughts to raise the dead"
His words were so like mine, I can't help thinking that
Our tongues were severed in the same breath

All night they picked you up off the ground

These days my life goes by in tangents unrequited
In spindles of discarded thread
And they wrap around us now, out in this concrete colony
Rending limb apart from limb
There was a time, you know, when even Christ was pardoned for
The sluggish stuttering of man
So don't forget that when you look him squarely in the eye
And beg forgiveness for all your sins

All night they picked you up off the ground

As the pages burn in your manuscript,
I will sing you to sleep
You say you won't bend, but I know better than that
You're only ashes and wind

All night they picked you up off the ground
All night they picked you up
Your whole life you searched but you never found
All night they picked you up...

credits

from Parting Waves, released May 1, 2010
Joe Wallman - Drums
Shane Buie - Electric Guitars
Bo Bishop - Vocals, Electric Guitars, Piano, Keyboards
Dave Oeschger - Bass

Music by Clemens
Lyrics by Bo Bishop

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