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I'm in shambles
Blown to bits by our troubles
These brambles
Our stumblingâs, our struggles
Aspera! Per aspera! Per ardua! Ad astra!
And it's a forced march
And Iâm parched in denial
And it's a struggle
Of faith and of fire
Aspera! Per aspera! Per ardua! Ad astra!
Walking we are caught by tiny hooks that hold our hope
Our skin may be scratched but nothing holds us back
Walking we are caught by tiny hooks that hold our hope
Our skin may be scratched but nothing holds us back
I will be brave, I will be brave
My body may change
But my spirit will stay, I will be brave
Aspera! Per aspera! Per ardua! Ad astra!
Iâm in shambles
Blown to bits by our troubles
These brambles
Our stumblings, our struggles
Aspera! Per aspera! Per ardua! Ad astra!
Thorns! Over thorns! Through this trouble, we are born!
- Album:
- Manifestra
- Small Deviant Things, Vol. 1
- Hundreds of Lions
- Sing You Sinners
- We Will Become Like Birds
- Grand
- Distillation
- Miscellaneous
- The Queer Gospel
- According to Us
- Civics
- Paste mPlayer #77
- The Jailer
- Paste Magazine Sampler #05: Q3 2003
- Queen of Quiet
- New Noise, Volume 6
- Monday Morning Cold
- Nip/Tuck
- Voices at Borders
- We Will Become Like Birds (bonus disc)