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Artist:Waiting
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Album:Unknown
Track:Put the Blame on Me
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
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Views:381
 
Lyrics:I think I smell the sunset
Think I feel the close of day
Clean shaven correspondents
Are
all crowded at the gate
Smell the oil from their torches
Their voices growing more
irate
Sheperd's staves are crooked
Leading every crooked way
All the sheep lock their
doors
Yeah, they're pulling down their shades
The faithful looking in their mirrors
The
faithful growing old and gray
But I look at you
Your eyes are clear and bright
I see
your face
It's an amazing sight
Your glory Lord
Is still a burning light
The light
that all our faithless hands
Could never dim
Think I smell the sunset
Think I smell the
death of day
People laughing at a funeral
People dancing at a wake
All the seasons blend
together
This bird's losing feathers everyday
But I look at you
Your eyes are clear and
bright
I see your face
It's an amazing sight
Your glory Lord
Is still a burning
light
The light that all our faithless hands
Could never dim
And everybody's tired and
scared
And begging unbelief
But you have yet to break a sweat
You're not
afraid
You're not afraid
I think I smell the sunset
Think I feel the close of
day
Sheperd's staves are crooked
Leading every crooked way
People laughing at a
funeral
People dancing at a wake
 
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