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Lazarus

	Looked in your eyes, they were burning like cigarettes
	On top of a head that could resurrect Lazarus
	Up from a grave that somehow made you cry
	Both of your hands were rough like a carpenters
	So accustomed to nails and to hammers
	Never would’ve thought those nails would cut inside
	Oh your hands were blessed one holy, holy night
	But we found your grace, it was waiting inside of a
	Dead, dark place with few survivors
	It seems that you lived in places I reckoned you wouldn’t
	And all that we saw were people that had no hope
	And you changed my eyes into flaming kaleidoscopes
	I saw something that I thought for sure was fiction
	Oh, but the peace that it brought me erased all of my conviction
	Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
	There was a knife buried deep inside
	The part of our hears where we learned how to love something
	Other than us, it was built on a sandy shore
	Hoping the waves wouldn’t come to the door and
	Greet us with disdain and heaviness
	One of redemption, washing away all the thoughts we had ran to before
	Well you rescued me from my disbelief
	Would you please rescue me from being a thief
	Of things that will burn up when it’s the end
	But dust collects, yeah, dust it upsets and
	We are only dust at best
	But you can breathe dust back to life again
	Oh, flood the whole world and dust will walk again

	Looked in your eyes, they were burning like cigarettes
	On top of a head that could resurrect Lazarus
	Up from a grave that somehow made you cry
	Both of your hands were rough like a carpenters
	So accustomed to nails and to hammers
	Never would' ve thought those nails would cut inside
	Oh your hands were blessed one holy, holy night
	But we found your grace, it was waiting inside of a
	Dead, dark place with few survivors
	It seems that you lived in places I reckoned you wouldn' t
	And all that we saw were people that had no hope
	And you changed my eyes into flaming kaleidoscopes
	I saw something that I thought for sure was fiction
	Oh, but the peace that it brought me erased all of my conviction
	Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
	There was a knife buried deep inside
	The part of our hears where we learned how to love something
	Other than us, it was built on a sandy shore
	Hoping the waves wouldn' t come to the door and
	Greet us with disdain and heaviness
	One of redemption, washing away all the thoughts we had ran to before
	Well you rescued me from my disbelief
	Would you please rescue me from being a thief
	Of things that will burn up when it' s the end
	But dust collects, yeah, dust it upsets and
	We are only dust at best
	But you can breathe dust back to life again
	Oh, flood the whole world and dust will walk again