And though my sermon salts the air
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My ears are soon left empty, silence still holds dominion
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Words once adorned are now laid bear
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Unpolished lumps of nothing, so much unheard opinion
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Silence now dill, Hush now be still
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All is at ease, Rest now 'n peace
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Come now sleep
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So shut My mouth and close my eyes
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I've no strength left to patronize
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so much to see with eyes wide open
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but not a thing worth placing hope in
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So hold me now in sweet pretense
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If life's not worth the effort at least it keeps my interest
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like fools embracing ignorance
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striving to still ambition, hopes grip is so relentless
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silent now rest come happiness
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all is at ease hush now don't speak
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come now sleep
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So shut my mouth and close my eyes
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I've no faith left to compromise
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there's so much to see with eyes wide open
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but not a thing worth placing hope in
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Is that the Idea, It all seems like such a rip-off
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Am I supposed to act like it's O.K.?
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and take it like a man?
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Don't give me that fantasy, I've nothing but
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apathy and Impotent anger
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And not a thing worth placing hope or anticipation
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accept the gentle thought of darkness
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and silence
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and slumber.
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Lullaby
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| Craig's Brother |
