Foo Fighters
Congregation
Well, I met the seventh sonHe came for everyoneThe day he heard the lighting in the fieldI heard him clear his throatA fork within the roadThat night the Tallahatchie took the wheelI’ve been throwing knivesTo see just where they landNow my world is in your handsSend in the congregationOpen your eyes, step in the lightA jukebox generationJust as you wereThe voice upon the stageIs the heart inside a cageAnd they’re singing like a bluebird in the roundThere’s mystery in this woodAnd ghosts within these rootsThat are tangled deep beneath this southern groundI’ve been going through lifeMaking foolish plansNow my world is in your handsLetras de cancionesSend in the congregationOpen your eyes, step in the lightA jukebox generationJust as you were, just as you were, just as you wereAnd you need blind faithNo false hopeNo false hopeDo you have blind faith?No false hopeNo false hopeWhere is your blind faith?No false hopeNo false hopeOpen your eyes, open your eyesStep into the lightOpen your eyes, step into the lightThe sound becomesCongregationA congregationA congregation, yeahAnd they're singing like a bluebird in the round
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