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Thrice – Still Life Lyrics

Still Life Lyrics – Thrice

On The Mantelpiece There’s A Scrap Of Leather
Like A Half Remembered Truth, Or Lie
And There’s A Photograph Of A Sunlit Garden
And A Sword That Seemed To Burn With Light

The Way Is Closed Now
And I Can’t Go Home
The Way Is Closed Now
And I Can’t Go Home

Near The Fireplace
Black With Soot And Sorrow
And The Absence Of Synecdoche
There’s A Whetted Axe With A Weathered Handle
And The Weight Of It Is Dear To Me

The Way Is Closed Now
And I Can’t Go Home
The Way Is Closed Now
And I Can’t Go Home

What If I, What If I Just Let Go?
If I Just Let Go