Bethlehem, WV
To which shepherd's field did which angels descend?
& what's this about eternal non-existence at the end?
A stranger's face appeared--they say he lost his mind
(or too much found his mind?) I hear it all the time.
vibrations rose in waves from a sea of discontent
Dad used to talk about for days, I finally tasted what he meant.
Your carcass on the ground brought vultures to their eyes,
My frontal lobe is shutting down.
I bet you hear it all the time.
To which shepherd's field did which angels descend?
Or is blessedness revealed to those of us who best pretend?
Some counterfeit ideas form ideas all their own
I watched them spread for years to my unsuspecting bones
and the nights my heart was tired you sang your saccharine song,
But when your mouth was quiet was the sweetest sound of all
soon our ransomed souls will leave this age behind
for streets of solid gold, I hear it all the time.
on a West Virginia road,
I did just as I was told.
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Bethlehem, WV
To which shepherd's field did which angels descend?
& what's this about eternal non-existence at the end?
A stranger's face appeared--they say he lost his mind
(or too much found his mind?) I hear it all the time.
vibrations rose in waves from a sea of discontent
Dad used to talk about for days, I finally tasted what he meant.
Your carcass on the ground brought vultures to their eyes,
My frontal lobe is shutting down.
I bet you hear it all the time.
To which shepherd's field did which angels descend?
Or is blessedness revealed to those of us who best pretend?
Some counterfeit ideas form ideas all their own
I watched them spread for years to my unsuspecting bones
and the nights my heart was tired you sang your saccharine song,
But when your mouth was quiet was the sweetest sound of all
soon our ransomed souls will leave this age behind
for streets of solid gold, I hear it all the time.
on a West Virginia road,
I did just as I was told.
To which shepherd's field did which angels descend?
& what's this about eternal non-existence at the end?
A stranger's face appeared--they say he lost his mind
(or too much found his mind?) I hear it all the time.
vibrations rose in waves from a sea of discontent
Dad used to talk about for days, I finally tasted what he meant.
Your carcass on the ground brought vultures to their eyes,
My frontal lobe is shutting down.
I bet you hear it all the time.
To which shepherd's field did which angels descend?
Or is blessedness revealed to those of us who best pretend?
Some counterfeit ideas form ideas all their own
I watched them spread for years to my unsuspecting bones
and the nights my heart was tired you sang your saccharine song,
But when your mouth was quiet was the sweetest sound of all
soon our ransomed souls will leave this age behind
for streets of solid gold, I hear it all the time.
on a West Virginia road,
I did just as I was told.
Writer: mewithoutYou
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Copyright: Lyrics © TERRORBIRD PUBLISHING LLC