As much pluck it out
Antenae remain
And when it's real quiet I make out
A signal that's faint
It doesn't come natural
Exercise control
I put the lamb's blood on my door
Put the lamb's blood on my door
I hold myself back
I bite my tongue
The patience that took
Though I may seem
Expressionless
My body's a book
It doesn't come natural
Exercise control
I put the lamb's blood on my door
Our most precious ambitions fail
Love it is conditional
Our most precious ambitions fail
Love it is conditional
As much pluck it out
Antenae remain
And when it's real quiet I make out
(Precious ambitions fail)
A signal that's faint
(Love it is conditional)
Our most precious ambitions fail
Love it is conditional
Our most precious ambitions fail
Love it is conditional
Writer(s): Brent Knopf
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