The 4th Phase
If your love is marred by anger
perhaps it wears a mask
and underneath those hollow eyes
a prisoner is cast
but grief will buy you nothing
and pity a little less
open up the cage you carry and release yourself from this
once we have a promise
twice we have a curse
three times is impossible
and four times even worse
once we have an accident
twice we have a fault
three times is delinquent
and four times is the fall
I will stay here
if you believe
I will remain
if you believe
If time and tide refuse to wait
remind them who they are
each second drained from the hour-glass
is born a distant star
and sorrow is not reaching out
its only lying in your heart
so if you're sailing in unhappy seas
bid the storms depart
when I sleep I dream in billions of colors...
billions of colors, am I not real?
If time and tide refuse to wait
remind them who they are
each second drained from the hour-glass
is born a distant star
when birds are bent in windy skies
the foolish ones will land
live each moment with a savored taste
look beyond the mind of man
but grief will buy you nothing
and pity a little less
open up the cage you carry and release yourself from this
Is God a machine?
like you, like me,
wont you tell me please
is God a machine?
perhaps it wears a mask
and underneath those hollow eyes
a prisoner is cast
but grief will buy you nothing
and pity a little less
open up the cage you carry and release yourself from this
once we have a promise
twice we have a curse
three times is impossible
and four times even worse
once we have an accident
twice we have a fault
three times is delinquent
and four times is the fall
I will stay here
if you believe
I will remain
if you believe
If time and tide refuse to wait
remind them who they are
each second drained from the hour-glass
is born a distant star
and sorrow is not reaching out
its only lying in your heart
so if you're sailing in unhappy seas
bid the storms depart
when I sleep I dream in billions of colors...
billions of colors, am I not real?
If time and tide refuse to wait
remind them who they are
each second drained from the hour-glass
is born a distant star
when birds are bent in windy skies
the foolish ones will land
live each moment with a savored taste
look beyond the mind of man
but grief will buy you nothing
and pity a little less
open up the cage you carry and release yourself from this
Is God a machine?
like you, like me,
wont you tell me please
is God a machine?
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Writer(s): Virgil Du Pont Iii
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