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Scatter me across the road like pieces of broke turn signals we dance between these dotted lines and try so hard to save our lives We pirouette until we fall but this droning dance won't save us at all With so much effort and these miles to go bore on your shoulders with your loss of hope when judgement comes from high above confess your sins, confess your love and before we sing we must learn to speak while we watch the fittest trample the weak Scatter me across the road like pieces of broke turn signals collect my pieces and rebuild me as a mosaic for all to see and while history books can make this change none of you will ever be the same go through your motions reciting every word ignoring what we've seen believeing what you've heard sing praise for all to hear teach them to sing along thankful their answers here and now they all belong |