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I have put on the blinders
of my sweet sepia toned ignorance.
so spell it out for me in braille
and turn me on dead man, turn me on.
Because, Jesus I know you saved my soul,
can you now save my body in turn?

Turn me on dead man,
turn me on.

Because everything is different now.
There is a constant pressure in my bones,
waiting for a weakness to show
to put a chink in my armor
and watch me crumble down
into ashes and nothingness.

So, how did you handle this pain?
Jesus, I hope you'll forgive me,
but I think if I was in your position
I would have stepped down from my cross
and walked away, and thinking this way
makes it all the harder to believe you didn't.

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from Hands As Those Of Mice, released January 3, 2014

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