New Blood
Friend when I hear you speak
It's like listening to the mirror
We steel ourselves against the advancing seas
And dissenting neighbors
We are one
But when has one ever been enough, old friends?
New blood come and bring my blood to boil
Let's melt the wall down and form a pearl
Been stuck on the sound of my own voice
You're my grain of sand, and buddy, I'm your oyster
Have you read the Times today?
We are this poor world's virus
It's fever's fit to spike and buddy when it breaks
Which of those old verses will you dust off to prove a just God
Would still want to save us?
We are one
We are lost (we've prayed and we've prayed but we're no less afraid)
(We've thought and we've thought but we're no better off)
'Cause one's never been enough, old friends
Deep ruts, dead ends
Good luck (amen)
New blood come and bring my blood to boil
Let's melt the wall down and form a pearl
Been stuck on the sound of my own voice
You're my grain of sand, and buddy, I am your-
New blood come and bring my blood to boil
Let's melt the wall down and form a pearl
Been stuck on the sound of my own voice
You're my grain of sand, and buddy, I'm your oyster
It's like listening to the mirror
We steel ourselves against the advancing seas
And dissenting neighbors
We are one
But when has one ever been enough, old friends?
New blood come and bring my blood to boil
Let's melt the wall down and form a pearl
Been stuck on the sound of my own voice
You're my grain of sand, and buddy, I'm your oyster
Have you read the Times today?
We are this poor world's virus
It's fever's fit to spike and buddy when it breaks
Which of those old verses will you dust off to prove a just God
Would still want to save us?
We are one
We are lost (we've prayed and we've prayed but we're no less afraid)
(We've thought and we've thought but we're no better off)
'Cause one's never been enough, old friends
Deep ruts, dead ends
Good luck (amen)
New blood come and bring my blood to boil
Let's melt the wall down and form a pearl
Been stuck on the sound of my own voice
You're my grain of sand, and buddy, I am your-
New blood come and bring my blood to boil
Let's melt the wall down and form a pearl
Been stuck on the sound of my own voice
You're my grain of sand, and buddy, I'm your oyster
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Writer(s): Christopher Thile, Sara Watkins, Sean Watkins, Miguel Elizondo
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