Текст песни Angels & Airwaves - Letters to God, Part II

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All the phones have rung and rung They're off the hook, all but one And all the mail stacked up inside Up from the floor, a mile high And like one would, like a child I'm asking Like I could knock on your door Will you let me in? And Dear God I found out the same things we learn when we die I found out the truth is it's all a big lie I find that the words are hard to describe I tell you I'm lost here, awaiting reply Climbing trees and paper planes Life as a kid, we're all the same Tears of joy, and sullen hearts Sticks and stones and broken arms And like one would, like a child I'm asking Like I could knock on your door Will you let me in? And Dear God I found out the same things we learn when we die I found out the truth is it's all a big lie I find that the words are hard to describe I tell you I'm lost here, awaiting reply I found out what's wrong, and it's not you or I Or anyone else that you chose to deny It seems like the madness of choice in the life Has made it all clear if we run or we hide And Dear God I found out the same things we learn when we die I found out the truth is it's all a big lie I find that the words are hard to describe I tell you I'm lost here, awaiting reply I found out what's wrong, and it's not you or I Or anyone else that you chose to deny It seems like the madness of choice in the life Has made it all clear if we run or we hide

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