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Jon Foreman

Terminal

 

Terminal

(album: The Wonderlands: Sunlight - 2015)


The doctor says I'm dying
I die a little every day
But he's got no prescription that could
Take my death away
The doctor says it don't look so good
It's terminal
Some folks die in offices one day at a time
They could live a hundred years
But their soul's already dead
Don't let your spirit die before your body does
We're terminal, we're terminal
We're terminal

We are, we are the living souls
With terminal hearts, terminal parts
Flickering like candles, shimmering like candles
We're fatally flawed, we're fatally flawed

Whenever I start cursing at the traffic or the phone
I remind myself that we have all got cancer in our bones
Don't yell at the dead, show a little respect
It's terminal, it's terminal

We are, we are the living souls
With terminal hearts, terminal parts
Flickering like candles, shimmering like candles
We're fatally flawed, we're fatally flawed
[x2]

[Spoken:]
Earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust
For our days here are like grass
We flourish like a flower of the field
The wind blows and it is gone
And its place remembers it no more
Naked we came from our mother's womb
And naked we will depart
For we bring nothing into the world
And we take nothing away
For we bring nothing into the world
And we take nothing away

We are, we are the living souls
With terminal hearts, terminal parts
Flickering like candles, shimmering like candles
We're fatally flawed in the image of God

Fatto

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