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Thrice - Beggars - In Exile
Beggars
01. All the World Is Mad
02. The Weight
03. Circles
04. Doublespeak
05. In Exile
06. At the Last
07. Wood and Wire
08. Talking Through Glass / We Move Like Swing Sets
09. The Great Exchange
10. Beggars
I am in exile, a sojourner
A citizen of some other place
All I've seen is just a glimmer in a shadowy mirror
But I know one day I'll see face to face

I am a nomad, a wanderer
I have nowhere to lay my head down
There's no point in putting roots too deep when I'm moving on
Not settling for this unsettling town

My heart is filled with songs of forever
A city that endures, where all is made new
I know I don't belong here, I'll never
Call this place my home, I'm just passing through

I am a pilgrim, a voyager
I won't rest until my lips touch the shore
Of a land that I've been longing for as long as I've lived
Where there'll be no pain or tears anymore

My heart is filled with songs of forever
A city that endures, where all is made new
I know I don't belong here, I'll never
Call this place my home, I'm just passing through