Sticks and Stones

Author: Jared Auble

 Sticks and Stones by Jared Auble TES 

My whole life, I've been running from the truth,

always on the move,

to my heart I was aloof.

Deep inside, my soul was chained and bound

to the shrieking metallic sound of my footsteps slowing down.

The sun might rise, or the sun might fade,

but this voice inside keeps on telling me to...

Go to the blinding light,

to the sound of the angels' song.

And you can't hold back, you can't hold back, 

you can't hold back, because you've almost found it.

No, this is not the end of the road.

Life is bigger than that, 

so you can't hold back, you can't hold back,

you can't hold back, 

because you're harder than sticks and stones, 

and nothing can shake your bones or break your soul.

And the forest was empty,

men had torn it down before me.

But I was waking up to the sight of sprouting trees.

And my skin, it was tingling

from the virgin sensation of sunlight through the chink,

sunlight reaching to me.

But my darkness was frightning,

spread out its black and white wings.

I remembered what that voice said,

closed my eyes, started singing...

Go to the blinding light,

to the sound of the angels' song.

And you can't hold back, you can't hold back, 

you can't hold back, because you've almost found it.

No, this is not the end of the road.

Life is bigger than that, 

so you can't hold back, you can't hold back,

you can't hold back, 

because you're harder than sticks and stones, 

and nothing can shake your bones or break your soul.

Where've I been my whole life? Am I to blame?

Ignorance is bliss, but blissful ignorance is shame.

Freedom is relative. Relative to all your fears, 

but I'm finally here.

So cheers to you, friend.

If you're searching for your freedom,

listen just a little deeper to that voice inside your soul.

Close your eyes, start singing.

Go to the blinding light,

to the sound of the angels' song.

And you can't hold back, you can't hold back, 

you can't hold back, because you've almost found it.

No, this is not the end of the road.

Life is bigger than that, 

so you can't hold back, you can't hold back,

you can't hold back, 

because you're harder than sticks and stones, 

and nothing can shake your bones or break your soul.

No, nothing can break your soul,

because you harder than sticks and stones.

Sticks and stones.

DMU Timestamp: April 17, 2012 20:04

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