Lyrics Hurdling Stones - The Bad Light

Hurdling Stones

I’m gonna stone the sky for I don’t really care for the way that it shines
And I got some habits so vicious they don’t like for me not to do as they wish
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I got no friends in gods, only seen em' around on the lips of their hosts
And I got a strong suspicion, our worlds all spin of their own volition
I got a mountain of wishes but not a single one would include your permission
I got a small admission, I never much cared for blind superstition
On logic’s door
I like to pick bone
And hurdling stones
To watch the giants fall
I won’t be sold truth by those that know no science for I love to know truth
that has no slant.
I hold the keys to my kingdom, my walls will crumble and I will fade to oblivion
And I need no virgins or heavens to find my love within nature’s machinery
On logic’s door
I like to pick bone
And hurdling stones
To watch the giants fall
I won’t be sold truth by those that know no science for I love to know truth
that has no slant.
I won’t be sold truth by those that know no science
I won’t be sold truth by those that know and would lie