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“For A Reason” lyrics.

by on May.15, 2016, under Lyrics

For A Reason
(c) 2014 by earl kayoss

There are angels in quicksand and i cannot reach them.
Children with knowledge that no one should teach them.
And slain on the altar for no rhyme or reason,
Lies youth with its heart wide open and bleeding.
And life goes on. Life goes on.

Life goes on through the birth and the death and the madness.
Life goes on through the wicked brutality of sadness.
Through the miserable failed attempts to end it:
An atrocity that has God in tears and offended.
Life goes on…
For a reason. For a reason.

There are voices crying out but I cannot hear them.
To know they are out there, i don’t need to be near them.
Mothers with babies whose breathing is shallow.
I’ve been pierced through the wing, through my heart, by an arrow.
And life goes on. Life goes on.

Life goes on through the withering display of heartless.
Life goes on through the light and the strangling darkness.
Through the joy and the pain and the meetings in progress.
Through the days when we’re tangled in time and in nonsense.
Life goes on.
For a reason.
For a reason.

I smiled and I sighed and I said, “Do you know me?”
You laughed and you thought that you might as well love me.
I am yours for a reason.
You are mine for a reason.
For a reason.
For a reason.

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“Parade” (c) 2016 by earl kayoss

by on May.13, 2016, under Lyrics

Parade (c) 2016 by earl kayoss

I lay me down and the fields begin to snow.
I have two blankets… the wind and the cold.
I’ll stay.
I’ll stay.
Nowhere to go.
Nowhere to go.

I lay me down in the middle of the road.
I fall asleep and I dream I’m all alone.
I’ll stay.
I’ll stay.
Nowhere to go.
Nowhere to go.

So many highways know my name… but I can’t recall.
I don’t recognize my own face.
So many hours in a day, I watch them all.
Marching in their suicide parade.

My headlights shine at the bottom of the lake.
I have some time but no desire escape.
I’ll stay.
I’ll stay.
Nowhere to go.
Nowhere to go.

So many highways know my name… but I can’t recall.
I don’t recognize my own faith.
So many hours in a day, I watch them all.
Marching in their suicide parade.

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