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O'BROTHER lyrics : "Providence"

My eyes open up
A sea of faces without names fills the room
And we'll swallow God

Our bread: his body left to rot.
If it's all the same, we'll stay the same


Now hollower eyes allow us to see
Our complacent bodies
And if sight is opinion then how can it be

Grounds for belief?
And we'll blame it on providence
Slipped through fingertips

Stretched out to the splitting
And accuse the thrones of greater men


If pride is a kingly crown
Then on my head it's overturned
I hear the simple swells of grace

Falling down like rain

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