There's no start to this storyAnd I can see no endTo young men hearing voicesWhisper in the windI woke up made of marbleA shepherd boy in shockMichelangelo release meFrom a single blockI'm David the giant killerWith heart-shaped eyesI was naked as a soldierFar from my mother's cries andThe tears of thingsThe tears of thingsRising like a floodThe tears of thingsThe tears of thingsI'd cry them if I couldWas it you, Lord, I was listening to?You didn't say muchYou said: "Let my fingers form youBe fashioned by my touchBe open to be brokenAs every heart that singsNo voice and drum can overcomeA symphony of strings"You said: "You'd make of me an instrumentFor melody and word"I wonder as things fall asunderWas it really you I heard orThe tears of things?The tears of thingsSongs made out of rainThe tears of thingsThe tears of thingsHere we go againMussolini came to see meA shadow by his sideChurch bells ring, a vanishingThen the vanishing deniedSix million voices silenced in just four yearsThe silent song of ChristendomSo loud everybody hearsBefore the roar, before the blastThe stench and shameThere's a howling, wailing soundThat screams your nameI'm David not Goliath, I was born in BethlehemAnd there is no us if there is no themMy eyes were burned from all I learnedThere were things I can't unseeIn this your holy warThere's nothing holy here for me justThe tears of thingsThe tears of thingsRising like a floodThe tears of thingsThe tears of thingsI'd cry them if I couldIf you put a man into a cage and rattle it enoughA man becomes the kind of rage that cannot be locked upNo, it cannot be locked upNo, it cannot be locked upDear God you made us so you wouldn't be aloneEvery heart is exiled until a heart gets homeDon't send us back to stoneDon't send us back to stoneI was made for worship before I spoke I sangSongs of grief, of disbeliefHow a woman can love a manThe naked song, the sacred songThat every soldier fears'Cause when people go around talking to GodIt always ends in tearsYeah, the tears of thingsThe tears of thingsLet the desert be unfrozenThe tears of thingsThe river singsWho would choose to be chosen?River, sea and mountainDesert, dust and snowEverybody is my peopleLet my people go
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There's no start to this story
And I can see no end
To young men hearing voices
Whisper in the wind
I woke up made of marble
A shepherd boy in shock
Michelangelo release me
From a single block
I'm David the giant killer
With heart-shaped eyes
I was naked as a soldier
Far from my mother's cries and
The tears of things
The tears of things
Rising like a flood
The tears of things
The tears of things
I'd cry them if I could
Was it you, Lord, I was listening to?
You didn't say much
You said: "Let my fingers form you
Be fashioned by my touch
Be open to be broken
As every heart that sings
No voice and drum can overcome
A symphony of strings"
You said: "You'd make of me an instrument
For melody and word"
I wonder as things fall asunder
Was it really you I heard or
The tears of things?
The tears of things
Songs made out of rain
The tears of things
The tears of things
Here we go again
Mussolini came to see me
A shadow by his side
Church bells ring, a vanishing
Then the vanishing denied
Six million voices silenced in just four years
The silent song of Christendom
So loud everybody hears
Before the roar, before the blast
The stench and shame
There's a howling, wailing sound
That screams your name
I'm David not Goliath, I was born in Bethlehem
And there is no us if there is no them
My eyes were burned from all I learned
There were things I can't unsee
In this your holy war
There's nothing holy here for me just
The tears of things
The tears of things
Rising like a flood
The tears of things
The tears of things
I'd cry them if I could
If you put a man into a cage and rattle it enough
A man becomes the kind of rage that cannot be locked up
No, it cannot be locked up
No, it cannot be locked up
Dear God you made us so you wouldn't be alone
Every heart is exiled until a heart gets home
Don't send us back to stone
Don't send us back to stone
I was made for worship before I spoke I sang
Songs of grief, of disbelief
How a woman can love a man
The naked song, the sacred song
That every soldier fears
'Cause when people go around talking to God
It always ends in tears
Yeah, the tears of things
The tears of things
Let the desert be unfrozen
The tears of things
The river sings
Who would choose to be chosen?
River, sea and mountain
Desert, dust and snow
Everybody is my people
Let my people go
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