Lyrics:
Infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo, 'This is what
Salvation must be like after a while'
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
You can tell by the way
Infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo, 'This is what
Salvation must be like after a while'
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
You can tell by the way
You got the right information
Let me take you by the hand
Let the Sunday win the light
I hope you understand
My salvation
I do the best I can
Show some respect on this deck for the dear departed,
Gather ye's round let's be bound by the work we started,
Save all your strength for
Rolling out saliva on salvation
All the more
And all that you've been looking for
Floored by design
Speak as you find
Speaking as you find
All the one
station plays soft
But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off
Just Louise and her lover so entwined
And these visions of Johanna that conquer my
station plays soft
But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off
Just Louise and her lover so entwined
And these visions of Johanna that conquer my
infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
You can tell by the way she
It's the old ship of Zion
It's hope for the lost and the dyin'
It's a soul savin' station
The tower of salvation
Well it's the church triumphant, oh
I was out late last night down by the railway station
Something caught my eye a man ripped in half holding his salvation
It was plain to see that if
writing tunes
I’m warming myself so aimlessly
By the pale glow of my mobile phone’s screen
Trying to find some poetry in my anxiety
But "no rose of prose
writing tunes
I’m warming myself so aimlessly
By the pale glow of my mobile phone’s screen
Trying to find some poetry in my anxiety
But "no rose of prose
writing tunes
I’m warming myself so aimlessly
By the pale glow of my mobile phone’s screen
Trying to find some poetry in my anxiety
But "no rose of prose
A Salvation Army band played
And the children drank lemonade
And the morning lasted all day, all day
And through an open window came
Like Sinatra
followed them down... to the station
And he would never wave goodbye
You could see it written in his eyes
As the train pulled out of sight, right by
Ah-heya
A Salvation Army band played
And the children drank lemonade
And the morning lasted all day, all day
And through an open window came
Like Sinatra
followed them down... to the station
And he would never wave goodbye
You could see it written in his eyes
As the train pulled out of sight, right by
Ah-heya
salvation flickers ahead of us
Enraptured by our sin
We preserve the culture through character
Tales of angels, of the just
Holding plastic bags out to catch
I couldn't acquire the Fendi attire
Profits like Judas that's tied to the news clips
Salvation's the station where rookies retire
But bitch I
I was tuning in the shine on the late night dial
Doing anything my radio advised
With every one of those late night stations
Playing songs bringing
The fluttering ashes are pierced by a neverending cry
A crowd praying quietly
For one salvation
A crowd praying quietly
For others damnation
Snow white faces fall
faking
Time to go back to basics
Revisit all 15 stations
God I'm so gracious
Dedicated
Music is my medication
Rap is my salvation
So high feel no
the tool for his machinations
I just became that which I was graced with
I am the one to man all the stations
I am the gun, I ain't one to play with
Get out
the chosen !
This project is my soul, is my salvation !
This project is my soul, my salvation !
This project is my soul, in Orbital Station !
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