Reconstructive Demonstrations
They say women cry when walls retire
They say that men die when laws retire when laws retire
Unconventional deconstructive conversations
(Teach us how to eat)
I will never let you go
Conversational reconstructive demonstrations
(Teach us how to speak)
Why, confess the final blow
Teach us how to eat from your broken hands
'Cause nothing seems to grow
Teach us how to speak the language of your only dreams
No one seems to understand that
We are falling to our knees
I forgot to pray; you forgot to say please
(Kill me), I never let you go
I forgot to go; you forgot to know me
(Teach us how to speak), why confess the final blow
Teach us how to eat from your broken hands
'Cause nothing seems to grow
Teach us how to speak the language of your only dreams
No one seems to understand that
We are falling to our knees
Blindness serves not god nor man
So we are falling into disease
We're falling into disease
I'm falling I'm falling… We're falling…
Into… into disease… disease, disease…
We've fallen
No one seems to understand that
We are falling to our knees
Blindness serves not god nor man
So we are falling into disease
Disease
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