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letra de a thin place - sintax.the.terrific & dj kurfu

[verse 1]
i tease this delicate trickle of keys
pumping middle ‘c’ to set her melody free
something inside of me that steadily needs
to connect with the most high’s fidelity feed
i snap the tilt rod let the revelry bleed through
sun making merry, dawn’s ebony flees you
breathing in the autumn leaves seldomly see who
bends down low to let you know that he grieves too

[pre-hook 1]
i swagger to the end of everything that matters
swing my legs over the edge of nothing left
peer into the dead end cul-de-sac of cosmos
and hope that all of this is more than just a guess

[hook 1] x2
i’m looking for a place where the air is thin
less sp-ce between angels and the prayers of men
where god is so near like a chariot wind
climbing higher by fiery mare back to him

[verse 2]
staring at the moon from aloft a folly dune
diving in the water soon, body consumed
looking for a swell of godly in the riptide
to let the current grip a haughty man inside
and drive him to the sea floor to finish the job
‘cause with the ocean in your lungs, son, your closer to god
reborn onto the sh0r-line, clutching the pluff mud
“so why do you do it?” “‘cause drowning just does.”

[pre-hook 2]
i want to pull back the curtain and step into the wardrobe
p-ss through the stargate to only lord knows
drop into the wormhole and grab hold of the chariot
you’ll get a double portion if you see me when i go

[hook 2] x2
i’m looking for a place where the crust is thin
where the god that we pushed out, snuck back in
and he’s so dang near that we can touch the hem
of his cloak as he floats by close to men

[verse 3]
i’m looking for a mystery and out-of-body b-boy stance
i want a chance to necromance the unexplained
tame the glut of pop -lock ness monsters
then cut a crop circle in your high-top fade
i rock the stage like some stone-age percussion
following the tracks of a sasquatch production
unlatch the secrets of pyramids and graveyards
and peer into the quantum, metaphysical train car
garden of gethsemane, church of the sepulcher
i’ve been searching for an upper room to seat a last supper
seek and you’ll discover, knock and the door will be open
i’ve been hoping for your presence to explore

[pre-hook 3]
but see god is not a place and church is not a building
religion’s more than simply what you’re feeling
so i’m stretching out my fingers as far as you will tolerate
and try and scratch a window to escape

[hook 3]
i’m looking for a place where the heart is thin
where the arrogance within both starts and ends
where god can leave a mark on the hardest men
come close to the cross ‘cause it pardons sin

[hook 4]
i’m looking for a place where my heart is thin
where my arrogance within both starts and ends
where god can leave a mark on the hardest men
coming close to the cross ‘cause i’m lost again

[sample]
when they finished with him, both his ears were ripped to shreds

- sintax the terrific dj kurfu

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