Sharpless - Greater Than | Текст песни

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We still need a warrior for dreams
Keep the monsters in the closet
keep the thread inside the seams.
And we still need
a saint for all our sins.
Keep our ribcage around our lungs,
so our hearts can't let us and and
When our hearts
begin to feel cold,
we'll just crease around the edges
into patterns we can fold
Just to keep
from feeling like we're old
We have gotten so old

Eventually
our heart can't seem to bear
all the folding and the molding
and the wear and the tear.
And it starts to rip
as we start to die.
And there's nothing we can do
but admit that we're scared
of changing
And somethings just are better
not to keep inside.

A thousand paper cranes, is that all it would take
to wish
to change
everything, back to the way it was before.
My friends have grown and gone,
they think that they're adults but they know they're wrong.
They're not that strong.

So could it be
the rings inside my soul
and the lives that I have lived
and the stories I have told
Or could it be
the nectar in my veins
that can help me understand everything in my brain, I said
The same things that I can't explain
are the same things that keep me insane,
because I can't bear the weight on my own.

"But Jack, you know the pain of something that can never be explained
is the same pain that makes a person grow."

But times are moving fast, how come my thoughts
are stuck inside the past every time
that I wake up feeling new

I say,
My friends I know it's true
I wouldn't be the same if it weren't for you
And can I try to change again
To grow up into something greater than.

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