"Kingdom Of The Lie" lyrics

She was alone on a corner looking blind with a cane and some homemade clothes
She froze when I looked her way like her face was stone
She said, "Oh. I can feel you looking at me thinking, 'She's at a painful low.'"
She spoke with a tone like a river from a maple

"Maybe my eyes are blind," she said
Caught up in her mind, she said
"All you see is minuses
And all I feel is hope
So, here now, where the silence was
I'll tell you what blindness does
And you tell me, the blinded one
Who can see the glow."

In everything the rich man was
I saw his blisters and cuts
And the whispers he trusted
Were kissing on him
I saw him sinning in them church pews
The devil sewed his church shoes
Serenade your worth
You're addicted to your love
And in everything the rich man did
He brought his rich-man kid
He said, "Now, sit down. Listen
Follow me and be my son
Keep aligned
See what's mine
Be blind to what won't suffocate our bottom line."

"And maybe, my life's a lie," he'd think
Caught up in his mind, he'd think
No sleeping
No, the lion's creeping
Every night he'd try
"And maybe, my life's a lie," he'd joke
"And all this apple pie is sulfur
And all I got in life is owed
To the kingdom of the lie"

But then the rich man's son
Didn't want his rich-man blood
He ran like the wind to a witch whose home was made of mud
He said, "Can you take the sins
Out of my hands?
My gold is puss that curdled up inside my father's skull when he made coal out of his damage."
So, she made the rich son nothing
Waved her hand, hummed something
Then his stomach went hungry
And from that gutter came his flood
He cried and poured cheap vodka from his coat
When it dripped down his knuckles, he licked up what drops became gold to his eyes, suffering alone

"And maybe, my life's a lie," he'd think
Caught up in his mind, he'd think
No sleeping
No, the lion's creeping
Every night he'd try
"And maybe, my life's a lie," he'd joke
"And all this apple pie was home
And all I got in life is owed
To the kingdom of the lie"

Then like a poor man does
He fed his blisters and cuts
And the whispers he trusted
Were kissing on his mind
He had a poor man's son
Who never had a door man come
Who never saw his old man was once the silver-spooned type

And in all the son did
He felt no cost of living
And any time he sinned
He felt, mm, God's forgiving
And every day was simple
Ooh, no cause for wishing
And he found a wife to kiss
And share this honor with him
They had a daughter, called her "Grace"
He said, "My love, my little love
I hope you see the glow
That others make nothing of
I hope you see past the struggles of your hands
And beyond this world of castles
They're just coffins made of sand
And to everything we are, we got no deed to claim, no land, but our ghosts are filled with gold
We aren't beholden to no man
All our blankets are old
But we're new under the strands that wove us to our bones
Our light glows between our candles
But..."

"Maybe, your life's a lie, you'll think
Caught up in your mind, you'll think
No sleeping
No, the lion's creeping
Every night you try
And maybe, your life's a lie, you'll joke
But know that where am I is home
So, come back any time you're stole
By the kingdom of the lie"

Come back any time you're stole by the—
And know our little light is home in this kingdom of the—
So, come back any time you're stole by the kingdom of the—
And know our little light is home in this kingdom of the lie