The Truest Stars We Know

Someone gets to be the river, someone is the sea
Someone gets to be the fire, someone is the leaves
And someone's walking in the morning light and calling to it cold
Everybody moves beneath the truest stars they know

Jesus and his trophy wives
Are praying for the suicides and the orphans
Save us all from what we want
Beautiful and beaten back to life
Ah, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya

Someone has the door to heaven, someone has the lock
Someone has to be the dove when someone is the hawk
And someone's talking to the miles around and hearing them for good
Everybody's branches falling harder than they should

And I know Jesus and his trophy wives
Are praying for the broken to be noticed
Save us all from what we want
Beautiful and beaten back to life
Ah, ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya

Back to life
Back to life



Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Ervin Beam
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