Testo Lifted

Testo Lifted

We are all the same old friend, yes you and I.
We all make the same mistakes every time.
So tell my why haven't we learned by now
that everything's a circle,
and once you die only god can let you out.

We'll all be lifted,
up all the way high,
high into heaven.
So they say.

We are all unworthy stranger, all of us.
We must all be punished for what our parents have done.
But I don't believe in it,
my father did but I'm not him.

We'll all be lifted,
up all the way high,
high into heaven.
I once believed in it,
I was much younger then,
free of experience,
and the burden of your absence.
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