Raising the Dead
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I have let you go
So I keep afloat
Make sure that this boat
Don't take off
And there is always more
When you reach the shore
Put away those nautical expressions now
Firm ground is away
To maintain okay
Even though it may go under
When the secret's out
That I'm common trout
Beached during a drought
In summer slowly drying out
Thinking that I got something real hard and solid
Pleasantly living life
Like I would never die
And when I finally die
I'll feel nothing at all
I'll escape from this bed
And I'll forfeit this golden ring
And stop raising the dead
(And stop raising the dead)
You gave me a hole
You gave me a drink
You gave me a chance
I'm not stopping to think
Thought that you would love
Thought that you would stay
Instead you got caught
In the drone of every day
I'll forget your name
Run out of this place
Find another heart and squeeze it
With all of my might
Hiding from the light
So when I finally die
I'll feel nothing at all
I'll escape from this bed
And I'll forfeit this golden ring
And stop raising the dead
(And stop raising the dead)
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