Flobots - Panacea for the Poison
lrc by Jermen
In my mind I hold the passion, panacea for the poison
My bruised and battered body washes up upon the shore
Send fleas from leaking wounds like rats from sinking ships
As I float off to forever with these words upon my lips
No I never asked for nothing and that"s just what I got
As my pride does before I do as I follow muscle code
I wasted many days chasing brightly gleaming streams
As I fold into your presence, do I now know what it means
We could get old
And talk at the same time when we tell stories
If we let go
Impossible names rhyme in elegant poetry
What I sample in everything
It inundates my small town
I refuse the offers extended waiting for God
Now I never asked for nothing audible
So when the walls fall down and spin like water wheels
I"ll pray for something logical
So when
