Miracle

Head dripping, brain whizzing
He's so scared but he won't stop
Popping the non-stop feeling into his braincells
He's so lost without any meaning
He's no go, bit like a hobo without feelings
He knows no, thing bout the dope that he's dealing
He's broke so, giving all up is unappealing
But he's not gonna stop living up to the lock that stops his own freedom
He's forced into it, it's evil healing

We takin looks in the mirror
Makin us see we are the terror
Reflections is dirty, vision is clearer
I can't be from here is my fear
Look to the left and my rear
About face to face the pain from the years
And these veins are syrup
The mere mention of endin' it
Ending up with a beer up
Who gonna tear up if I end up
My last victim
When a man at the bottom
Lotta them rushing to kick 'em
Makes 'em cheer up

And so he knows, his heart stays in his throat
Gun hidden by his waistcoat
There's no where else to go
This man needs a miracle
He looks into the meadows
Blood dripping red from a rose
There's no where else to go
This man needs a miracle

There really is no hope for this guy
He may as well be buried alive or locked up in a room and be left there to die
Severed thigh, black lungs, he's hung up swelled tongue
Gun to his head tells him life's harder than it looks, to be a
Superhero of this proud nation
To have millions of people watching your salvation
To be all loving and giving
Well I guess that wasn't how it went for popping and killing
The complexity of necessity is not at all a perplexity
Especially if your havin' to desperately use your weaponry
To sort out your life and survive every night
Except your going deeper into a hell where the candlelights are parasites

I'm on the ice, it's 1980
Tussling with a Russian
I'm miracle skating
My opponents, I'm burning
Smoking loud in the shroud of Turin
Debating the fate of those with faith
I could be right or wrong, not knowing is ok
Who would put pearls on them awaiting gates
Who would make it so a baby's raped
Have you all waiting on your judgement day
For Levon to go on
Do I turn to psalms or these bombs
Rhetorical
When you're the oracle
Who saw the destiny you had to force on through
Using the force like Luke
When they force you to
I could do the work or leave it to the boys in blue
A masters purpose leaving lives in ruin
You're tried and proven
Besides the universe does the choosing
Divided we all losing, we need a miracle

And this is my last goodbye
So please do not follow this life

His heart stays in his throat
Gun hidden by his waistcoat
There's no where else to go
This man needs a miracle
He looks into the meadows
Blood dripping red from a rose
There's no where else to go
This man needs a miracle

His heart is flowing slow
Gun lying by the road
There was no place to go
This man needed a miracle