On The Mend Lyrics - The Ash & Clay - The Milk Carton Kids

The mice tell bedtime stories 

Lullabies turned blue 

A crib song for the baby who has figured out the ruse 

I travelled half way 'round the world to tell a story with no end 

The dirt under a nation 

Forsaken, on the mend 

I could say that for a moment it all made perfect sense 

No one holding posture, nothing heaven-sent 

Hold the hand that leads you, there's no god here to believe 

What matters moves around us in the air we breathe 

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There's nowhere left to sit 

It's the dirt ground or a broke-down bench 

Four walls and a roof - they say the house that Jesus built 

A child knows the kindness of a woman at her end 

In song she found salvation 

Forsaken, on the mend 

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I could say that for a moment it all made perfect sense 

No unholy posture, nothing heaven-sent 

Hold the hand that leads you, there's no god here to believe 

What matters moves around us in the air we breathe 

What matters moves around us in the air we breathe 

In the air we breathe