《oh my god》歌词

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[ti:Oh My God][ar:Jars Of Clay][al:Good Monsters][00:05.65]Album:Good Monsters[00:10.65]Jars Of Clay-Oh My God[00:15.65]Words and music by Dan Haseltine, Charlie Lowell, Stephen Mason, Matt Odmark[00:17.35]Oh my God, look around this place[00:22.50]Your fingers reach around the bone[00:28.06]You set the break and set the tone[00:32.06]Flights of grace, and future falls[00:38.88]In present pain[00:43.15]All fools say, "Oh my God"[01:04.87]Oh my God, Why are we so afraid?[01:11.66]We make it worse when we don t bleed[01:16.28]There is no cure for our disease[01:19.93]Turn a phrase, and rise again[01:26.16]Or fake your death and only tell your closest friend[01:35.93]Oh my God.[02:00.69]Oh my God, can I complain?[02:07.03]You take away my firm belief and graft my soul upon your grief[02:16.26]Weddings, boats and alibis[02:22.97]All drift away, and a mother cries[02:38.28]Liars and fools; sons and failures[02:44.27]Thieves will always say[02:50.35]Lost and found; ailing wanderers[02:57.98]Healers always say[03:02.75]Whores and angels; men with problems[03:10.45]Leavers always say[03:15.13]Broken hearted; separated[03:22.89]Orphans always say[03:29.00]War creators; racial haters[03:37.03]Preachers always say[03:40.07]Distant fathers; fallen warriors[03:47.70]Givers always say[03:53.34]Pilgrim saints; lonely widows[03:59.60]Users always say[04:05.14]Fearful mothers; watchful doubters[04:12.14]Saviors always say[04:19.47]Sometimes I cannot forgive[04:21.91]And these days, mercy cuts so deep [04:25.57]If the world was how it should be, maybe I[04:29.49]could get some sleep[04:30.96]While I lay, I dream we re better,[04:34.18]Scales were gone and faces light[04:36.99]When we wake, we hate our brother[04:40.36]We still move to hurt each other[04:43.52]Sometimes I can close my eyes,[04:46.11]And all the fear that keeps me silent falls below my heavy breathing,[04:52.13]What makes me so badly bent?[04:55.07]We all have a chance to murder[04:58.10]We all feel the need for wonder[05:00.97]We still want to be reminded that the pain is worth the plunder[05:07.05]Sometimes when I lose my grip, I wonder what to make of heaven[05:12.74]All the times I thought to reach up[05:15.71]All the times I had to give[05:17.98]Babies underneath their beds[05:20.92]Hospitals that cannot treat all the wounds that money causes,[05:27.50]All the comforts of cathedrals[05:29.53]All the cries of thirsty children - this is our inheritance[05:34.80]All the rage of watching mothers - this is our greatest offense[05:40.30]Oh my God[05:42.76]Oh my God[05:50.82]Jars Of Clay-Oh My God