[00:37.68]Christ on the cross as it's illustrated.
[00:41.89]I'm body soft and disintegrated.
[00:46.50]I'm in this self half-illuminated.
[00:50.76]I'm on the call but it's distant and faded
[00:55.50]And myself for the robber denied.
[00:59.04]I chased all I lost down to spiraling silence.
[01:04.98]I'm on your side it's just so hard to see you.
[01:08.62]I'm on the side of the ghost and the needle.
[01:15.03]It's the choice in my hand
[01:19.43]the suicide or the slaughtered lamb.
[01:23.60]When it's so full of tricks
[01:25.89]I'll be toasting the gold lights of life.
[01:32.91]The trail is cold and hard
[01:37.36]the course of the light of the child.
[01:41.64]A slow messenger
[01:43.78]I'm in charge of the coal and the fire.
[02:11.08]White noise calling on a sudden deluge.
[02:15.31]I'm chased out of breath trying to come back to you.
[02:19.78]I'm in arrest of the subtle hues.
[02:24.31]Oh, I'm in this self-sick solitude.
[02:28.79]The sky's fallen soft to the silence renewed.
[02:32.88]I erased all the tops from the tall city view.
[02:37.36]I'm in the flesh of the hungering few.
[02:41.26]Oh, I'm on the call trying to get back to you.
[02:48.25]It's the choice in my hand
[02:52.61]the suicide or the slaughtered lamb.
[02:56.77]When it's so full of tricks
[02:59.36]I'll be toasting the gold lights of life.
[03:06.31]The trail is cold and hard
[03:10.62]the course of the light of the child.
[03:15.19]A slow messenger
[03:16.96]I'm in charge of the coal and the fire.