Threshing Floor

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I can no longer carry the ark 
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if it’s causing the death of my 
friends
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So I’ll trade that gold ballast 
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for hand-laden altars
    D#         Bb         F
And baptize myself in the lake
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Cm            Gm        Bb    F
Oh, there was sorrow in every word
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Oh, how it longed to be heard
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But for the first time, I am not 
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speaking, I am just listening 
Cm        Bb   F
until I can hear you
       Bb   D#   Bb
On my own