Foo Fighters "Congregation" Songtext

Congregation

Well I met the seventh sonHe came for everyoneThe day he heard the lightning in the fieldI heard him clear his throatA fork within the roadThe night the Tallahatche took the wheelI've been throwing knives to see just where they land

Now my world is in your handsSend in the congregationOpen your eyes, step in the lightA jukeboy generationJust as you were...

The yoice up on the stageIs a heart inside a cageAnd it's singing like a bluebird in the round

There's mystery in this woodAnd ghosts within these rootsThat are tangled deep benathe this southern groundI've been going through life making foolish plans

Now my world is in your handsSend in the congregationOpen your eyes, step in the lightA jukeboy generationJust as you were, right?

And you need blind faithNo false hopeDo you have blind faith?No false hopeWhere is your blind faith?No false hope

Open your eyes, step into the lightThe sound becomesA congregation

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