Raise the Dead
All of the streets are lined with mourners
Waiting for a parade that never comes
All of us are backed into the corner
Looking for a little patch of sun
Raise your arms, raise your eyes, raise your voices to the skies
Eventually the deepest wounds will heal
Raise your heart, raise your head, we can even raise the dead
Cause In my dreams, you're still alive and real
All of the colors of the rainbow
Capitulate to only black and white
We are gonna step out from the shadow
Looking for the ever-lasting light
Raise your arms, raise your eyes, raise your voices to the skies
Eventually the deepest wounds will heal
Raise your heart, raise your head, we can even raise the dead
Cause In my dreams, you're still alive and real
All of the glitter and confetti
Falls like snow upon the empty street
Love is always met with a machete
And our hearts lie in pieces at our feet
Raise your arms, raise your eyes, raise your voices to the skies
Eventually the deepest wounds will heal
Raise your heart, raise your head, we can even raise the dead
Cause In my dreams, you're still alive and real
Waiting for a parade that never comes
All of us are backed into the corner
Looking for a little patch of sun
Raise your arms, raise your eyes, raise your voices to the skies
Eventually the deepest wounds will heal
Raise your heart, raise your head, we can even raise the dead
Cause In my dreams, you're still alive and real
All of the colors of the rainbow
Capitulate to only black and white
We are gonna step out from the shadow
Looking for the ever-lasting light
Raise your arms, raise your eyes, raise your voices to the skies
Eventually the deepest wounds will heal
Raise your heart, raise your head, we can even raise the dead
Cause In my dreams, you're still alive and real
All of the glitter and confetti
Falls like snow upon the empty street
Love is always met with a machete
And our hearts lie in pieces at our feet
Raise your arms, raise your eyes, raise your voices to the skies
Eventually the deepest wounds will heal
Raise your heart, raise your head, we can even raise the dead
Cause In my dreams, you're still alive and real
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Frederick Jaffe
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