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If you listen just right, you can almost hear it.
The symphony of secrecy, love and fear.
(Search for love, but finding fear.)
Like a moth to a flame, we become helpless
To the beautiful ghosts
That true love sheds.
We are all running our very own races,
Set out upon the most dangerous of places.
And through it all, we were left
With a void in our chests,
We're aching to fill.
The doves come
To gather our every need,
They lift them up to Heaven
Through the mouths from which we speak.
God, will you help us understand the meaning of it all?
Will you send your Angels down to us, at our every call?
Sometimes it seems the world is passing us
Faster than my eyes can adjust.
I can't decide
If I'm living or I'm dying.
So I test your love and I test your love, I test your love.
The doves come
To gather our every need,
They lift them up to Heaven
Through us now...
The doves come
To gather our every need,
They lift them up to Heaven
Through the mouths from which we speak.
Like a moth to a flame, we become helpless
To the beautiful ghosts
That true love sheds.
The symphony of secrecy, love and fear.
(Search for love, but finding fear.)
Like a moth to a flame, we become helpless
To the beautiful ghosts
That true love sheds.
We are all running our very own races,
Set out upon the most dangerous of places.
And through it all, we were left
With a void in our chests,
We're aching to fill.
The doves come
To gather our every need,
They lift them up to Heaven
Through the mouths from which we speak.
God, will you help us understand the meaning of it all?
Will you send your Angels down to us, at our every call?
Sometimes it seems the world is passing us
Faster than my eyes can adjust.
I can't decide
If I'm living or I'm dying.
So I test your love and I test your love, I test your love.
The doves come
To gather our every need,
They lift them up to Heaven
Through us now...
The doves come
To gather our every need,
They lift them up to Heaven
Through the mouths from which we speak.
Like a moth to a flame, we become helpless
To the beautiful ghosts
That true love sheds.
Lyrics submitted by TheMineralRecord
Track duration: 04:02
"Ghosts" as written by Joshua Ryan Owen, Jimmy Ritchey, Chuck Jones
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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"If you listen just right, you can almost hear it.
The symphony of secrecy, love and fear.
(search for love, but finding fear.)" - Ok yes, they are christian, as am I. But I noticed that a lot of their lyrics come from spirituality theories and such(whatever you'd like to call it). And one of them is that there are two emotions: love and fear. Everything else branches from that. And all throughout life, you're trying and trying to accept and give love but sometimes you feel so engulfed by fear that you come off the wrong path so he "asks for God's help".
Love this song.
If I'm living or I'm dying."
omg!
amazing band, hun?