Some of this is really hard to hear. But, I went about trying to transcribe the best I could. Here you go...
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Between the question and the doubt
On an ordinary day
In an ordinary way
I have *honed the cracks of virtue for a place to lay the blame
And I have hated, I have lied
Been guilty, and denied
I’ve dismissed the ones who’ve questioned me, declaring I am right
What if I am wrong?
What if I am wrong?
I have built a wall between
What I believe and what is true
I have sacrificed the love I have for power over you
I have **** to those who disagree
And walked over the weak
I have placed a gun within the mouth of those who dare to speak
On an ordinary day
In an ordinary way
I have crushed the minds of children with extraordinary shame
And I have carried on this war
Though no one wins, an endless fight
I have claimed that God has guided me and killed to prove I’m right
What if I’m wrong?
What if I’m wrong?
What if I’m wrong?
What if I’m wrong?
Is this soul worth saving at all
‘cause if I lose my wings then surely I must fall
and *** finally say (maybe, really unclear here)
We can wrestle with tomorrow 'til tomorrow’s in the past
We could tear apart what’s beautiful to prove that nothing lasts
We can stay locked behind the door to show there’s no way out
We got lost within the space between the question and the doubt
What if we’re wrong?
Last edited by attrition4u; 02-08-2010 at 07:27 PM.
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