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Куплет 1:
My god is
better than
yours.
And the
walls of my
house are so
thick I hear
nothing at
all.
I
followed you
out in the
storm but it
carried you
off.
And I
burned every
picture of
yours, was that not
e-nough?
Куплет 2:
My gun is
bigger than
yours,
So
let's arm the
masses and
see what the
bastards Do
then.
Walking tall once
set us
a-part, now we're
down on
all fours.
Do you
cry my name
in the
dark, like I Do
yours?
Припев 1:
These storms
are getting stronger now, trusses all bend
and sway.
Lightning hits, the
power goes
out in the
fray.
As
the waves crash high and
the shoreline disappears,
I will scream
to the sky:
“Hey, people
live here!”
Куплет 3:
My dreams are
not unlike
yours,
They
long for the
safety and
break like a
glass chande-lier.
But there's laughter and
oh there is
love,
Just past
the edge of our fears.
And there's
chaos when
push comes to
shove,
But
it's music to my ears.
Припев 2:
May you
be in
heaven before the
de-vil knows you're
dead.
May these
winds be
always at your
back.
'Cause when
we're all
just ghosts and the
madness overtakes us,
We will look
at the ashes and
say: “People lived here.”
Бридж:
From the
penthouse to the
holy martyr,
Sea to
shining sea,
From the
coffins full of
kindergarteners,
Is
this what
you call
free?
From the
hate that
drips from
all your
crosses,
Are your
hands so
clean?
There's a
wildfire and it's
spreading far,
From sea
to shining sea.
Финальный припев:
When we're
all just ghosts and the
madness overtakes us,
I will
scream to the
sky, yeah I'll scream to
the sky,
Yeah I'll
scream to the
sky: “Hey, people live
here.”