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歌词名称：Oh My God歌手：Jars Of Clay所属专辑：Good MonstersAlbum:Good MonstersJars Of Clay-Oh My GodWords and music by Dan Haseltine, Charlie Lowell, Stephen Mason, Matt OdmarkOh my God, look around this placeYour fingers reach around the boneYou set the break and set the toneFlights of grace, and future fallsIn present painAll fools say, "Oh my God"Oh my God, Why are we so afraid?We make it worse when we don t bleedThere is no cure for our diseaseTurn a phrase, and rise againOr fake your death and only tell your closest friendOh my God.Oh my God, can I complain?You take away my firm belief and graft my soul upon your griefWeddings, boats and alibisAll drift away, and a mother criesLiars and fools; sons and failuresThieves will always sayLost and found; ailing wanderersHealers always sayWhores and angels; men with problemsLeavers always sayBroken hearted; separatedOrphans always sayWar creators; racial hatersPreachers always sayDistant fathers; fallen warriorsGivers always sayPilgrim saints; lonely widowsUsers always sayFearful mothers; watchful doubtersSaviors always saySometimes I cannot forgiveAnd these days, mercy cuts so deep If the world was how it should be, maybe Icould get some sleepWhile I lay, I dream we re better,Scales were gone and faces lightWhen we wake, we hate our brotherWe still move to hurt each otherSometimes I can close my eyes,And all the fear that keeps me silent falls below my heavy breathing,What makes me so badly bent?We all have a chance to murderWe all feel the need for wonderWe still want to be reminded that the pain is worth the plunderSometimes when I lose my grip, I wonder what to make of heavenAll the times I thought to reach upAll the times I had to giveBabies underneath their bedsHospitals that cannot treat all the wounds that money causes,All the comforts of cathedralsAll the cries of thirsty children - this is our inheritanceAll the rage of watching mothers - this is our greatest offenseOh my GodOh my GodJars Of Clay-Oh My GodJarsOfClay-oh my godLRC歌词
[ti:Oh My God][ar:Jars Of Clay][al:Good Monsters][00:05.65]Album:Good Monsters[00:10.65]Jars Of Clay-Oh My God[00:15.65]Words and music by Dan Haseltine, Charlie Lowell, Stephen Mason, Matt Odmark[00:17.35]Oh my God, look around this place[00:22.50]Your fingers reach around the bone[00:28.06]You set the break and set the tone[00:32.06]Flights of grace, and future falls[00:38.88]In present pain[00:43.15]All fools say, "Oh my God"[01:04.87]Oh my God, Why are we so afraid?[01:11.66]We make it worse when we don t bleed[01:16.28]There is no cure for our disease[01:19.93]Turn a phrase, and rise again[01:26.16]Or fake your death and only tell your closest friend[01:35.93]Oh my God.[02:00.69]Oh my God, can I complain?[02:07.03]You take away my firm belief and graft my soul upon your grief[02:16.26]Weddings, boats and alibis[02:22.97]All drift away, and a mother cries[02:38.28]Liars and fools; sons and failures[02:44.27]Thieves will always say[02:50.35]Lost and found; ailing wanderers[02:57.98]Healers always say[03:02.75]Whores and angels; men with problems[03:10.45]Leavers always say[03:15.13]Broken hearted; separated[03:22.89]Orphans always say[03:29.00]War creators; racial haters[03:37.03]Preachers always say[03:40.07]Distant fathers; fallen warriors[03:47.70]Givers always say[03:53.34]Pilgrim saints; lonely widows[03:59.60]Users always say[04:05.14]Fearful mothers; watchful doubters[04:12.14]Saviors always say[04:19.47]Sometimes I cannot forgive[04:21.91]And these days, mercy cuts so deep [04:25.57]If the world was how it should be, maybe I[04:29.49]could get some sleep[04:30.96]While I lay, I dream we re better,[04:34.18]Scales were gone and faces light[04:36.99]When we wake, we hate our brother[04:40.36]We still move to hurt each other[04:43.52]Sometimes I can close my eyes,[04:46.11]And all the fear that keeps me silent falls below my heavy breathing,[04:52.13]What makes me so badly bent?[04:55.07]We all have a chance to murder[04:58.10]We all feel the need for wonder[05:00.97]We still want to be reminded that the pain is worth the plunder[05:07.05]Sometimes when I lose my grip, I wonder what to make of heaven[05:12.74]All the times I thought to reach up[05:15.71]All the times I had to give[05:17.98]Babies underneath their beds[05:20.92]Hospitals that cannot treat all the wounds that money causes,[05:27.50]All the comforts of cathedrals[05:29.53]All the cries of thirsty children - this is our inheritance[05:34.80]All the rage of watching mothers - this is our greatest offense[05:40.30]Oh my God[05:42.76]Oh my God[05:50.82]Jars Of Clay-Oh My God