Brown Bird Ephraim
[Verse]
Our heads are in the oven
Of an awful heartless time
There's no love for one another
If the other ain't like I
Every day is saturated
By an endless stream of lies
Or with some futile facts all filtered
Through the miser's measly mind
Our heads are in the oven
Of an awful heartless time
There's no love for one another
If the other ain't like I
Every day is saturated
By an endless stream of lies
Or with some futile facts all filtered
Through the miser's measly mind
[Chorus: Lamb & Swain]
Are we not alive?
Just dreaming awake?
Wipe the ash from our eyes
So much more awaits
We can find paradise
In the midst of this hell
If we tilt our heads just right
And let our shackles go
Are we not alive?
Just dreaming awake?
Wipe the ash from our eyes
So much more awaits
We can find paradise
In the midst of this hell
If we tilt our heads just right
And let our shackles go
Are we not alive?
Just dreaming awake?
Wipe the ash from our eyes
So much more awaits
We can find paradise
In the midst of this hell
If we tilt our heads just right
And let our shackles go
Are we not alive?
Just dreaming awake?
Wipe the ash from our eyes
So much more awaits
We can find paradise
In the midst of this hell
If we tilt our heads just right
And let our shackles go
