ephraim - Brown Bird

ephraim Lyrics

Our heads are in the oven
Of an awful heartless time
There's no love for one another
If the other ain't our kind
Everyday is saturated
By an endless stream of lies
With some feudal facts are filtered
Through the miser's measly mindOur heads are in the oven
Of an awful heartless time
There's no love for one another
If the other ain't our kind
Everyday is saturated
By an endless stream of lies
With some feudal facts are filtered
Through the miser's measly mind
Are not alive?
(Just dreaming away)
Wipe the ash from my eyes

(So much more away)
We can find paradise
(In the midst of this hell)
If we tilt our heads just right
And let our shackles goAre not alive?
(Just dreaming away)
Wipe the ash from my eyes
(So much more away)
We can find paradise
(In the midst of this hell)
If we tilt our heads just right
And let our shackles go
Are not alive?
(Just dreaming away)
Wipe the ash from my eyes
(So much more away)
We can find paradise
(In the midst of this hell)
If we tilt our heads just right
And let our shackles goAre not alive?
(Just dreaming away)
Wipe the ash from my eyes
(So much more away)
We can find paradise
(In the midst of this hell)
If we tilt our heads just right
And let our shackles go
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