Weeping Hour
Lyrics
This is the hour in which we are given
Siphoning sands hold us into submission
What shall we foster through our affliction
What is the purpose of universal attrition
Would I prideful to think that I have the answers
To believe I don't deserve to suffer
A mortal wailing in frustration at the face of the Eternal
We cry out
There is beauty in torment
Sharers of suffering
Community in correlation
Sharers of sustenance
The holes in your hands
Illustrate design
When those holes exist in mine
We plead for purpose
As we chase the wind
So keep us weeping
Lest we forget
Lovers of Earth
Sowing our seeds
Quenching our thirst
Pleading for purpose
Comfortably groaning
Trivial end
We cry out under this load of oppression
There is beauty in torment
Sharers of suffering
Community in correlation
Sharers of sustenance
The holes in your hands
Illustrate design
When those holes exist in mine
We plead for purpose
As we chase the wind
So keep us weeping
Lest we forget
Writer(s): Christopher Shifflett, Ethan Prudhomme
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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