Child Of Dust Lyrics - Thrice
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Dear prodigal you are my son and I
Supplied you not your spirit, but your shape.
All Eden's wealth arrayed before your eyes;
I fathomed not you wanted to escape.
And though I only ever gave you love,
Like every child you've chosen to rebel.
Uprooted flow'rs and filled the holes with blood;
Ask not for whom they toll, the solemn bells.
A child of dust, to mother now return;
For every seed must die before it grows.
And though above the world may toil and turn,
No prying spades will find you here below.
Now safe beneath their wisdom and their feet
Here I will teach you truly how to sleep.
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Just listen and imagine | Reviewer: cide | 9/16/2008
THIS is awesome. No words can describe it. Please if you read this BELIEVE me when I say that there are few bands that can write a song like this and that when a song like this is writen and you listen to it, everything seem suddenly greater and your mind unleashes completely.
THIS IS MUSIC, REAL MUSIC. You need and must give it a very amplyfied listen if you love music. And read this precious lyrics. Awesome.
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