100 Years

[00:09.38] I believe in you

[00:10.72] And in our hearts we know the truth

[00:12.84] And I believe in love

[00:15.49] And the darker it gets, the more I do

[00:18.94] Try and fill us with your hate and we will shine a light

[00:23.19] And the days will become endless

[00:25.59] And never, and never turn to night

[00:31.18] And never, and never turn to night

[00:38.09] Then it's just too much

[00:39.94] I cannot get you close enough

[00:42.61] A hundred arms, a hundred years

[00:44.75] You can always find me here

[00:47.40] And, Lord, don't let me break this

[00:49.79] Let me hold it lightly

[00:52.17] Give me arms to pray with

[00:54.30] Instead of ones that hold too tightly

[01:01.77] We have no need to fight

[01:05.48] We raise our voices and let our hearts take flight

[01:11.07] Get higher than those planes can fly

[01:15.84] Where the stars do not take sides

[01:21.41] Then it's just too much

[01:23.01] I cannot get you close enough

[01:25.66] A hundred arms, a hundred years

[01:28.05] You can always find me here

[01:30.45] And, Lord, don't let me break this

[01:32.56] Let me hold it lightly

[01:35.23] Give me arms to pray with

[01:37.35] Instead of ones that hold too tightly

[01:40.27] And then it's just too much

[01:42.40] The streets, they still run with blood

[01:45.06] A hundred arms, a hundred years

[01:47.44] You can always find me here

[01:49.58] And, Lord, don't let me break this

[01:51.96] Let me hold it lightly

[01:54.36] Give me arms to pray with

[01:56.74] Instead of ones that hold too tightly

[01:59.93] I let him sleep and as he does

[02:02.05] My held breath fills the room with love

[02:04.71] Hurts in ways I can't describe

[02:07.63] My heart bends and breaks so many, many times

[02:12.95] And is born again with each sunrise

[02:17.48] And is born again with each sunrise

[02:50.95] Funerals were held all over the city

[02:55.23] The youth bleed in the square

[03:00.29] And women raged as old men fumbled and cried

[03:05.05] "We're sorry, we thought you didn't care, oh"

[03:09.85] And how does it feel now you've scratched that itch?

[03:14.63] How does it feel?

[03:19.40] And pulled out all your stitches

[03:24.45] Hubris is a bitch

[03:29.49] A hundred arms, a hundred years

[03:38.28] A hundred arms, a hundred years

[03:48.38] And then it's just too much

[03:50.77] The streets, they still run with blood

[03:53.42] A hundred arms, a hundred years

[03:55.54] You can always find me here

[03:57.93] And, Lord, don't let me break this

[04:00.06] Let me hold it lightly

[04:02.45] Give me arms to pray with

[04:04.57] Instead of ones that hold too tightly, yeah