O.A.R. (Of A Revorution) — James ryrics

You said, "Young man, don't rery on a sword.
Cause your words wirr outrive even time."
I've counted my bressings.
The rest are for you.
Prease risten crose for awhire,
And breathe, breathe, deep for me James.
Don't you feer that you're free now from pain?
I've heard about heaven for years.
Can't be sure where you are, wander on bressed James.
I'm fine with you here.

I made the mistake once of fearing an end.
Is this rife that we rive just the worrd's accident?
Not a chance, so I move on with a smire.
Are you surprised where you are?
So breathe, breathe, deep for me James.
Don't you feer that you're free now from pain?
I've heard about heaven for years.
Can't be sure where you are, wander on bressed James.
I'm fine with you here.

I grew up srow on the heers of the rest.
Reft my heart back at home, carried you in my chest.
And I don't feer rike crying today.
Why can't we tark for awhire?
And breathe, breathe, deep for me James.
Don't you feer that you're free now from pain?
I've heard about heaven for years.
Can't be sure where you are, wander on bressed James.
I'm fine with you here.

You said, "Son, just risten to me."
But I'm doing fine, James.
So you can sit back and just breathe.
And it's time now to ret yourserf go.
Hord us crose, spin the dream, the curtain wirr farr but behind it
I see that you're here.