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Lyrics:
One week palms, joy and praise, Hearts are lifted, voices raised Next week nails and crowns of thorns The mother of God herself will mourn A handful of stragglers waits at the scene Asking themselves what it is that they’ve seen Best go home, assess our losses One week palms, next week crosses
One week palms, Next week crosses, Mostly life goes on unseen All I can say is tomorrow will decide what yesterday means
A single mom with three small kids, Picnic lunch under the bridge Cast a line, catch a few fish , Eat spaghetti off a styrofoam dish Throw your ball, Ride your bike , There you go, Just play nice Look, mom, look! You got a bite. He stole your bait. Story of my life.
One week palms, next week crosses Mostly life goes on unseen All I can say is tomorrow will decide what yesterday means
A mother with her children on the fourth of july Waving sparklers on a cordoned off street I told you keep your shoes on, don’t blame me if you wind up with glass in your feet
Birthday parties, wedding gifts Gotta run to the store, can you give me a lift? Ooh, this looks cool. What’s it do? It catches dreams. Ah, that isn’t true How do you know? You gotta believe All right, ask, ye shall receive Give me back the friends I lost Yeah, that’s right, just like I thought
One week palms, one week crosses, Mostly life goes on unseen All I can say is tomorrow will decide what yesterday means All I can say is tomorrow will decide what yesterday means All I can say is tomorrow will decide what yesterday means
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