Reach in for it, your rusted, iron-covered cross
Pour out your breath into the furnace again
I think I've found a better way to live
I think I've found a better way to die

And I've been fitting myself into that small, small space
That you've set out for the screaming of the wind
'cause that is all I've ever been

Sorting through this, I never saw something so clear
As your hands bound up in prayer behind a closed door
I thought I walked a better road alone
'til I felt my feet turned into stone

And that's when I turned back

You put me back in my place
But I won't be afraid
And I won't be afraid

And I've been fitting myself into that small, small space
That you've set out for the screaming of the wind
'cause that is all I've ever been

Captain wake up, your bones are tired from this trip
Don't pray too hard when you are lying in your bed
I think I found a better way to live
I think I found a better way to die


Lyrics submitted by SephNite

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