Divided - Tara MacLean

Check your weapons at the door

You dont live here anymore

But a heart can not repent

If it doesnt know its bent

Its like its beating itself to death

There you are, still as stone

Stretching skin on the bone

Well they say Ive lost my will

But Im just standing still

In a world that swallows cowards for the crime of killing time

Im checking out the scenery

From as high as I can be Come, let faith be your garden

Always changing, always still…

Still breathing

And there you are in my mind

Will from living underground

Divided and divided until

Noone can be found

Nothing left to break down

Im checking out the scenery

From as high as I can be Come, let faith be your garden

Always changing, always still…

Still breathing

Im checking out the scenery

From as high as I can be Come, let faith be your garden

Always changing, always still…

Still breathing

Come, let faith be your garden

Always changing, always still…

Still breathing

Check your weapons at the door

You dont live here anymore

Well they say Ive lost my will

But Im just standing still

In a world that swallows cowards for the crime of killing time

Still breathing…

Still breathing…