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Your Narrow System

One more time you count the strings
That carry all your broken limbs
One more time you catch the breeze
That sweeps through all your memories

Your waves of thought
Your shades of doubt
Your stumbling blocks
Your narrow system
You hold on tight to the setting sun
That glows behind the unforgiven

Let the sky come over me
One more time
This narrow system is hard to beat
But we’ll give it a try

Fly high, your time is golden
Feel the fire that burns within
A thousand miles of sights and sounds
Come raining down in waves of sin

Your broken vows
Your unborn thoughts
Your stumbling blocks
Your sins forgiven
You hold on tight to the broken cross
That dignifies your narrow system

Let the sky come over me
One more time
This narrow system is hard to beat
But we’ll give it a try

 

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