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11 yaşında annesini (bkz: judith marie keenan)kaybedeb maynard james keenan ağıtıdır bir yerde.sözlerinin kesinlikle tekrar tekrar okunması gerekiyor.
eleven eleven eleven eleven diye maynard olursunuz...hissetiklerini hisseder , yaşadıklarını dinlersiniz...10000 gün ateşte kalmış judith marie keenanı kaybedersiniz...jimmy olursunuz...11 yaşında
What was it like to see
The face of your own stability
Suddenly look away
Leaving you with the dead and hopeless?
Eleven and she was gone
Eleven is when we waved good bye
Eleven is standing still
Waiting for me to free him
By coming home
Moving me with a sound
Opening me within a gesture
Drawing me down and in
Showing me where it all began, eleven
It took so long to realize that
You are the voice that's been calling me back home
Under a dead ohio sky
Eleven has been and will be waiting
Defending his light
And wondering...
Where the hell have I been?
Sleeping, lost, and numb
So glad that I have found you
I am wide awake and heading home
(hold a light... searching for... candle lit)
Hold your light
Heavenly faded memory
Hold your light
Hold your light
Hold your light where I can see
Hold your light, eleven
Lead me through each gentle step by step
by inch by loaded memory
I'll move to heal
As soon as pain allows so we can
Reunite and both move on together
Hold your light
Eleven. Lead me through each gentle step by step
By inch by loaded memory 'til one and one are one, eleven
So glow, child, glow
I'm heading back home
