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I Guess This Is Triumph
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Thought For Food i guess this is triumph
if you count the bodies
like they are each homeruns
is heaven keeping score
you can never send
letters in your head
to crumbled houses
and all of the dead
they just pile up
they just pile up
photographs attached
they just pile up
i am just a man with a gun hand
this is the midas touch that i have
i am just a man with my own son
oh my god what have i done
i want you to know that i tried
i want you to know that i'm sorry
but the world won't know that you're gone
cover you with sand and newspaper
you can never mend
errors in your head
and crumbled houses
by staying on the fence
they just pile up
they just pile up
photographs attached
they just pile up
i am just a man with a gun hand
this is the midas touch that i have
i am just a man with my own son
oh my god what have i done
i want you to know that i'm done
i want you to know that i'm sorry
but the world won't know that you're gone
cover you with sand and newspaper
i want you to know that i've tried
i want you to know that i'm sorry
but the world won't know what we've done
cover you with sand and newspaper
and i'll come home and cover my heart
with my hand, i'll swear
i defended freedom and love
i'll protect my parents from o'r torment
triumph whirls around the city
just a loose page from a newspaper
