David Berkeley
Measure of a Man
How to measure a manwhen the cards are in his hand?And what to draw, what to hold?When to fight and when to fold?It'd harder to fold when it seemslike all we're told to believeis nothing more than they would conceive.It's nothing more for now.And how to measure a manwho thinks God is in his hand?Day of the Dead will dawn.Day of the Dead will dawn.And how to weather a stormand not collapse and not get torn?It seems we're born on the road.Drag the taillights, drag the load.The heaviest load we shoulderwhen we've closed all the doors.Realize we've lost so much more, realize the war.Before you make up your mind,see who's left behind.Day of the Dead will dawn.Day of the Dead will dawn.Letras de cancionesAnd how to measure a manwho holds us in his hand?And here's a troubling trade: the pious all get paid.They're handsomely paid.It's how those deals are made to go down.It's dangerous to hold your ground.Dangerous to stay awake.Day of the Dead has dawned.Day of the Dead has dawned.And how to measure a manwhen he's in the devil's hand?
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