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Glue - Fighting Ends
(from the album Seconds away)
© copyright 2003

Kill these distractions that keep me from my loved ones,
Who tell me that I'm on the humble road to being someone,
People talk about, people reach out too,
People are my business so I'm blessed to have a mouthful
Of advice, but at what price, do I start to pay the overdue fees?
Challenged by the mortal power to set all the zombies free,
It doesn't come easy when you lose the angel strength,
Numb to your bleeding elbows you lose a lifetime off your reach,
To catch the glimpse of your purpose, to make eye contact with death,
To finally have an answer, dealing with the pitch black left,
By the big unknown it took 66 books to describe,
Without mentioning our obsession with asking the question why?
The tortured ones walk endless with a set list in their pocket,
Because every song is a commandment rarely broken to be cautious,
Of the monsters holding a candle under sleeping eyelids,
Relighting when the flame fades, jaded from the human virus,

They will never understand, the curse of giving guidance,
One day we won't have to use all these excuses,
They will never understand, how much we take for granted,
Keep its back to the wall keep the strength death refuses Chances are you're gonna see it in their eyes,
But don't be surprised when the volume of the voice starts rise,
I can't believe I've been standing here all night,
What kind of insight, can talk theology,
Without starting a useless fight,
>From the makeshift pulpit, 3 feet off the floor,
With every glass of water I drink, the liquid recycles through my pores,
So I'm ready to begin digging graves and playing records,
On a second wind provided by the search for something better,
I swear in this environment the world always spins backwards,
The jukebox pays you, to drown out rooms crowded with laughter,
But I won't start until they are all paying full attention,
I can't find a compromise or give myself a deadly weapon,
To end the evening with a bang, with ghosts in my words,
To make god smile just once with no favors to return,
Never mind, what kind of sacrifices we all had to be make,
Let the burden blend into the drums as your backbone breaks,
They will never understand, the curse of giving guidance,
One day we won't have to use all these excuses,
They will never understand, how much we take for granted,
Keep its back to the wall keep the strength death refuses

The spectrum is exhausted, costing millions piece of mind,
The bi polar angst of a world constantly wasting it's time,
Conquering your rebellions to better the wealthy cause,
By brainwashing role models to give you drugs and bruised jaws,
We suffer now so blatant; songs start to get repetitive,
They sell you life for $20 dollars but never included medicine.
And we hardly have patience for the first scratches to heal
But we're convinced the last 5 years haven't been real,
We've experienced it all but haven't lost the will live,
We've seen people take their lives but something's got to give,
If no one told you to keep fighting, then let me be the first to say,
The promise holds weight no matter hour, second, or day,
The connection pulls us closer, we all relate to getting older,
Whether protester or soldier someday these wars are over,
Life never leaves but stays away from changes burn,
Death will answer questions but has to wait its proper turn.

They will never understand, the curse of giving guidance,
One day we won't have to use all these excuses,
They will never understand, how much we take for granted,
Keep its back to the wall keep the strength death refuses