Ein feste Burg ist unser Gott / If it Ain't Broke

If we consider things that silence brings
And finesse our calculations...
Wrought with metaphor, they all want something more
Did we learn to remember?

We fill the killing room ad infinitum
We work with ghosts all the time
One is red, one is blue, one is just like you
Lest we forget, history rhymes

Today is a special day to forget what they say
Did we learn to remember?
If we walk through the snow to help with letting go
And finesse our calculations...

I've read many pages, it's the same throughout the ages
I work with ghosts all the time
One is seen, one is true, one is still just you
Let me repeat: history rhymes

There are more questions to be asked of the latest iconoclast
We've ascertained a cannon blast and details of a sordid past
When weeping becomes safe again we'll cry the tears they never can
And when we've made winter our friend we'll dry our eyes with desert sands

If it ain't broke, don't break it
If it ain't broke, don't break it
If it ain't broke, don't break it
If it ain't broke, don't break it



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Flores
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