Bruised Orange (Chain of Sorrow)

[00:12.36] My heart's in the ice house come hill or come valley
[00:17.21] Like a long ago sunday when I walked through the alley
[00:21.06] On a cold winter's morning to a church house
[00:25.28] Just to shovel some snow.
[00:30.16] I heard sirens on the train track howl naked gettin' nuder,
[00:35.15] An altar boy's been hit by a local commuter
[00:39.23] Just from walking with his back turned
[00:41.94] To the train that was coming so slow.
[00:48.00] You can gaze out the window get mad and get madder,
[00:52.68] Throw your hands in the air, say "what does it matter?"
[00:57.34] But it don't do no good to get angry,
[01:00.09] So help me I know
[01:05.63] For a heart strained in anger grows weak and grows bitter.
[01:10.48] You become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there
[01:14.71] Wrapped up in a trap of your very own
[01:18.46] Chain of sorrow.
[01:24.15] I been brought down to zero, pulled out and put back there.
[01:32.56] I sat on a park bench, kissed the girl with black hair
[01:36.02] And my head shouted down to my heart
[01:39.05] "you better look out below!"
[01:45.13] Hey, it ain't such a long drop don't stammer don't stutter
[01:49.82] From the diamonds in the sidewalk to the dirt in the gutter
[01:53.84] And you carry those bruises to remind you wherever you go.
[02:02.40] You can gaze out the window get mad and get madder,
[02:07.30] Throw your hands in the air, say "what does it matter?"
[02:11.51] But it don't do no good to get angry,
[02:14.92] So help me I know
[02:19.83] For a heart strained in anger grows weak and grows bitter.
[02:24.69] You become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there
[02:29.08] Wrapped up in a trap of your very own
[02:33.17] Chain of sorrow
[02:41.41]
[03:34.15] My heart's in the ice house come hill or come valley
[03:39.00] Like a long ago sunday when I walked through the alley
[03:43.83] On a cold winter's morning to a church house
[03:47.34] Just to shovel some snow.
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