Tara MacLean---Divided



Check your weapons at the door

You don't live here anymore

For a heart cannot repent

When it doesn't know it's spent

Its lifetime beating itself to death



There you are still as stone

Stretching skin over bone

Well they say I've lost my will

But I'm just standing still

In a world that swallows cowards

For the crime of killing time



I'll be checking out the scenery

From as high as I can be

Come let faith be your garden

Always changing always still

Still breathing



There you are in my mind

Pale from living underground

Divided and divided

Until no one can be found

Nothing left to break down



I'll be checking out the scenery

From as high as I can be

Come let faith be your garden

Always changing always still

Still breathing