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Frank Turner( Francis Edward Turner )
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One Foot Before The Other
On the very day I die The very last of my desires Is that you take my broken body And commit it to the fire
And then when the fire is finished Scrape the ashes in a tin Take them down to London's drinking reservoirs And throw them in
And then specks infinitesimal Of my mortal remains Will slide down 7 million throats And into 7 million veins
And I will creep through their capillaries To the marrow of their bones And they will wake to bright new mornings And then wordlessly they'll know
That I remain, I am remembered I remain, I am remembered
So these 7 million innocents They will have me in their blood And when they die they'll burn their bodies Or be buried in the mud
And I will spread through streams and rivers Like a virus through a host From the hamlets to the cities From the rivers to the coast
And from there into the channel Across the great Atlantic Ocean An' ever onwards to the new world Through the waters gentle motions
Until parts of me are part of Every land mass, every sea In the rain, up on your crops And in the very air you breath Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
I remain, I am remembered I remain, I am remembered I remain and all the things I love Will be washed away in the rain, I remain
I'm not convinced of the existence Of these things that don't exist Yeah, by Jewish boys with big ideas And scratches on their wrist
By a loving or a vengeful god Or one who condescends Who'll wash his hands down in the mire Among the misery of men
Or by ever turning circles Hanging timeless in the sky Like a dream catcher distracting From the fact you're gonna die
But I place one foot before the other Confident because I know that everything we are right now Is everything that was
That Watt Tyler, Woody, Guthrie Dostoevsky and Davy Jones Are all dissolved into their ether And have crept into my bones
And all the cells in all the lines Upon the backs of both my hands Were once carved into the details Of two feet upon the sand
So we remain, we are remembered We remain, we are remembered We remain and all the things we love Will be washed away in the rain, we remain
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