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Spark Lyrics
For how much longer must I bleed
Into the soil before I see
The one who holds the blade is me?
For how much longer must I stand
On destiny's uncertain sands
Before I find stability?
One spark among the embers
One voice against surrender
One dream that's worth defending
One love that's neverending
Ignore the underlying cause
Among a thousand last hurrahs
Where every promise is a lie
Externalize the blame for now
The voice of reason disavowed
A slave to all that I decried
One spark among the embers
One voice against surrender
One dream that's worth defending
One love that's neverending
I wear a stranger's face
Not so different from my own
All the steps that I retraced
Left me wounded and alone
For how much longer must I burn
Until I'm able to discern
The root of all this suffering?
For how much longer must I flee
These harsh responsibilities
For the sinking rock to which I cling?
One spark among the embers
One voice against surrender
One dream that's worth defending
One love that's neverending
Into the soil before I see
The one who holds the blade is me?
On destiny's uncertain sands
Before I find stability?
One voice against surrender
One dream that's worth defending
One love that's neverending
Among a thousand last hurrahs
Where every promise is a lie
The voice of reason disavowed
A slave to all that I decried
One voice against surrender
One dream that's worth defending
One love that's neverending
Not so different from my own
All the steps that I retraced
Left me wounded and alone
Until I'm able to discern
The root of all this suffering?
These harsh responsibilities
For the sinking rock to which I cling?
One voice against surrender
One dream that's worth defending
One love that's neverending
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To get right to the point, this amazing song was a big factor in my realization that it was rehab, not a quick suicide or a slow spiral through a hellish sick and freaked-out decline to nothingness, that i had to choose, tonight. (Along with some Crüxshadows and a phone call to a long time but almost neglected friend. I would like to put that in a letter to Tom as a sort of thank you and appreciation of his warmth and welcoming to the meekest of his fans, such as me. I really hope I'm able to do Chicago, but as long as I keep doing the next right thing, time will help heal. Karen