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Winded is the sailor drifting by the storm
Wounded is the organ he left all bloodied on the shore
Gorgeous was his savior, sees her drowning in his wake
A daily taste the salt of her tears but a chance blamed fate
Little secrets, tremors, turned to quake
The smallest oceans still get big big waves
Ransom paid the Devil
He whispers pleasing words
Triumphant are the angels if they can a get there first
Little secrets, tremors, turned to quake
The smallest oceans still get big big waves
I'll decide
Take the dive
Take my time
Not my life
Wait for signs
Believe in lies
To get by
It's divine, oh whoa
Oh, you know what it's like
Turns the bow back, tows and drops the line
Puts his faith and love in tremor Christ
Wounded is the organ he left all bloodied on the shore
Gorgeous was his savior, sees her drowning in his wake
A daily taste the salt of her tears but a chance blamed fate
Little secrets, tremors, turned to quake
The smallest oceans still get big big waves
Ransom paid the Devil
He whispers pleasing words
Triumphant are the angels if they can a get there first
Little secrets, tremors, turned to quake
The smallest oceans still get big big waves
I'll decide
Take the dive
Take my time
Not my life
Wait for signs
Believe in lies
To get by
It's divine, oh whoa
Oh, you know what it's like
Turns the bow back, tows and drops the line
Puts his faith and love in tremor Christ
Lyrics submitted by Ark, edited by orangebeaker, mrsel9
Tremor Christ Lyrics as written by Eddie Vedder David Abbruzzese
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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"i'm not sure what this is about....losing faith in something, i think...but it is the GROOVIEST song ever: just listen to it and groove, especially in the beginning when the ament kicks in...good shiite"