I can only hope it is true enough
That every little thing I do for love
Redeems me from the moments I deem worthy
Of the worst things that I've done
And saves me from myself at times of envy
When I'm missing every one
If I wake in the morning
I only need two more miracles to be a saint
Everything I promised everyone I would be
Well, I just ain't
Lately, it seems like
Everybody's sick, everybody's dying
Build myself a wall of unhappy hearts
And only my heart knows my head is lying, lying
Oh glory, I think I see you 'round the bend
And I think I'd try any pose and get there, in the end
Oh glory
When I'm looking past the silken sheets
Take a breath to notice I'm between
Every little piece of thread and memories
That constitute your dreams
If I wake in the morning
I only need two more miracles to be a saint
Everything I promised everyone I would be
Well, I just ain't
Lately, it seems like
Everybody's sick, everybody's dying
Build myself a wall of unhappy hearts
And only my heart knows my head is lying, lying
Oh glory, I think I see you 'round the bend
And I think I'd try any pose and get there, in the end
Oh glory
Oh glory, I think I see you 'round the bend
And I think I'd try any pose and get there, in the end
Oh glory, I think I see you 'round the bend
And I think I'd try any pose and get there, in the end
Lately, it seems like
Everybody's sick, everybody's dying
Build myself a wall of unhappy hearts
And only my heart knows my head is lying, lying
Oh glory, I think I see you 'round the bend
And I think I'd try any pose and get there, in the end
Oh glory, I think I see you 'round the bend
And I think I'd try any pose and get there, in the end
Oh glory
Oh glory
Oh glory
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