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All that I have come to find
By leading this life
And painting birds on the sky
Makes me wish you would
Take these hands and break them
They're far too soft to change the world
Take this room without windows
Tear down the walls
And let the light shine in

And I'll sing to myself
A melody for all I'll one day become
And I'll sing to myself
And hope that the weight of all my blessings
Doesn't crush my will and bruise my tired feet
My tired feet

What do I have left to die for in this place?
Someone save me from myself

There's no joy in pretending
That it's even worth it to try
There's no joy in pretending
It's just like painting birds on the sky

Just like painting birds on the sky
They can't fly

Someone save me from myself.

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from Four Quartets, Vol. II: East Coker, released September 7, 2015

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