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When the sun strips naked for all to see
Truth weighs heavy on the mind
Darkness floods like a symphony
Tunin' down to the key of the blind
A violent bow on a single string
All the tension two octaves can provide
An angel, a demon, or some secret thing
Give you the courage to find a place to hide
Give me the songs to sing in the fight
These weapons of beauty will destroy the night
That's been so long
Give me the words, I could say what I feel
I could speak this dream for to make it real
Make it real
Make it real
Mighty be the hand that delivers you
Through the hips of an endless night
The ghost on your shoulder says nobody lives
Long enough to ever get it right
Somewhere far away, beyond the pale
Past the fence of possibility
I am a horse with no rider, no saddle
No word for the captive or the free
Give me the songs to sing in the fight
These weapons of beauty will destroy the night
That's been so long
Give me the words, I could say what I feel
I could speak this dream for to make it real
Make it real
Give me the songs to sing in the fight
These weapons of beauty will destroy the night
That's been so long
Give me the words, I could say what I feel
I could speak this dream for to make it real
Make it real
Make it real