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MeWithoutYou

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Bear's Vision of St. Agnes : MeWithoutYou

Disfruta la canción Bear's Vision of St. Agnes de MeWithoutYou, una canción cristiana donde la letra y la melodía se unen para expresar un mensaje de fe y alabanza a Dios.

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Letra

Bear's Vision of St. Agnes

MeWithoutYou

Barren rocks and sand, bear & fox held hands, Held like a timber hitch, held candles to the sun Both faint and fading fast, they walked on, windward Kept time with a pocketmouse, mouths kept mostly shut Thought broke the silence like a bone [fox:] [half-moaning] “you’ve worn me like an albatross, I’ve only slowed you down. You could’ve long traded in your braided crown by now You could’ve found that anabaptist girl you always used to go on about As we rode in circles on our bicycles; We walked on balance beams The audience cheered for us We burned like fevers under carriage hats Hid behind venetian masks In our human costumes We stood like statues once in shepherd’s check We’ll both be decked in herringbone, Wrapped border drab around already broken ironstone” [bear:] “but i’ve seen these cliffs before, St. agnes brought her palm branch to the hospital Looked upward lest the charm had fled From my brother’s breathing bed And when he died i shut his dogtooth violet eyes: He looked just like me Climb on down and see They laid him on the rocks below There’ll be enough to fill your cup for days; I’ll stay up here and rest. [aside] we’ll fly in straight lines as from carronades We’ll crash like tidal waves, decimate the islands As our hollowed lumber falls like water, ends where i start In that tattered rag shop back in asbury park Look how soon my hands won’t move But if you’ll improve, we’ll all improve Sixty feet and my feet won’t move But if you’ll improve, we’ll all improve Forty feet, my legs won’t move But as you improve, we all improve Fill our den with acorn mast, I’ll wake before the salmon pass Ten foot more and nothing moves”
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