Intro: verse 1 I don't have the patience For all these apologies I don't have the time to waste on the suffering I don't have what it takes To stay in one place But I might have what it takes To make myself whole (x3) verse 2 I'm not sure at any time Where I will be found I'm not sure you'd want to go there alone There's all kinds of serpents here Best keep your faith held near There's all kinds of poisons That'll turn you to stone (x3) verse 3 If the spirit moved my words I'm sure I would be miss-heard It's rare that intentions are left undisturbed The truth leads us down strange roads Each one different I suppose And many a secret is left unlearned Instrumental (double length during repetition) (x4) verse 4 Misery doesn't come from the earth And trouble doesn't sprout from the ground People are born to trouble Outro And just as sparks fly upwards, into the clouds And just as sparks fly upwards, into the clouds Just as the sparks fly upwards, into the clouds

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