Letra de Beggars - Thrice
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All you great men of power, you who boast of your feats
Politicians and entrepreneurs
Can you safe guard your breath in the night while you sleep
Keep your heart beating steady or sure
As you lie in your bed does the thought haunt your head
That you're really rather small
If there's one thing I know in this life, we are beggars all
All you champions of science and rulers of men
Can you summon the sun from it's sleep
Does the earth seek your council on how fast to spin
Can you shut off the gates of the deep
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Don't you know that all things hang as if on a string over darkness, poised to fall
If there's one thing I know in this life, we are beggars all
All you big shots who swagger and stride with conceit
Did you devise how your frame would be formed
If you'd been raised in a palace or left out on the streets
Choose the place or the hour you'd be born
Tell me what can you claim not a thing, not your name
Tell me if you can recall just one thing, not a gift, in this life
Can you hear what's been said, can you see now that everything greys after all
If there's one thing I know in this life we are beggars all
Politicians and entrepreneurs
Can you safe guard your breath in the night while you sleep
Keep your heart beating steady or sure
As you lie in your bed does the thought haunt your head
That you're really rather small
If there's one thing I know in this life, we are beggars all
All you champions of science and rulers of men
Can you summon the sun from it's sleep
Does the earth seek your council on how fast to spin
Can you shut off the gates of the deep
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/beggars-thrice.php
Don't you know that all things hang as if on a string over darkness, poised to fall
If there's one thing I know in this life, we are beggars all
All you big shots who swagger and stride with conceit
Did you devise how your frame would be formed
If you'd been raised in a palace or left out on the streets
Choose the place or the hour you'd be born
Tell me what can you claim not a thing, not your name
Tell me if you can recall just one thing, not a gift, in this life
Can you hear what's been said, can you see now that everything greys after all
If there's one thing I know in this life we are beggars all