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These rocks will never know
The joy of being consumed by anything
Worth remembering
Yeah, yeah, yeah
When in our hearts we go
Spelunking into caverns of dark reckoning
What gives us causes a scene
Yeah, yeah, yeah
About all them things that rocks could never know
All of the hate, the joy, and the sorrow, oh, oh, oh
As we kill yesterday and we crucify tomorrow
Doing all them things that rocks could never know
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hereâs something you wonât see
A tree obsessed with being much of anything
Trees are just happening
Yeah, yeah, yea
You never hear one scream
Prostesting lumberjacks with axe glistening
Trees are not listening
No, no, no
To all them things that rocks could never know
All of the hate, the joy, and the sorrow, oh, oh, oh
As we kill yesterday and we crucify tomorrow
Doing all them things that rocks could never know
Yeah, yeah, yeah
So, soap of the soul, sow all the seeds that rocks could never know
Just to know, know all the things that rocks could never sow
Rocks the soul, know all the seeds that rocks could never know
Rocks could never know
Rocks could never know
Rocks could never know
Rocks could never know
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- A Funny Little Cross To Bear
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- Acoustic 05
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