[Verse 1] You count the knots across your wrists Like every turn was yours to make A strip of cloth across your eyes And every road becomes a snake [Pre-Chorus] But your feet know where the ground is And the blade is lying near One small step can break the circle One true breath can bring things clear [Chorus] Eight of swords, you’re not the walls Not the voice that says you’re caught Lift your chin, feel for the path You have more room than you were taught Eight of swords, the ties come loose When you choose to move at last The gate was never locked against you You can leave the fear behind [Verse 2] The map is folded in your pocket The key is warm against your palm You mistook the hush for danger You mistook delay for calm [Pre-Chorus] There’s no need to see the whole way Just the next step, then the next Let the old story lose its grip now Let your living answer it [Chorus] Eight of swords, you’re not the walls Not the voice that says you’re caught Lift your chin, feel for the path You have more room than you were taught Eight of swords, the ties come loose When you choose to move at last The gate was never locked against you You can leave the fear behind [Instrumental Break: blues guitar solo trading phrases with dubby psychedelic keys] [Bridge] You don’t have to win the whole world You don’t have to name the sky Just turn your shoulder toward the open Let the knot untie [Final Chorus] Eight of swords, you’re not the walls Not the voice that says you’re caught Lift your chin, feel for the path You have more room than you were taught Eight of swords, the ties come loose When you choose to move at last The gate was never locked against you You can leave the fear behind [Outro] One clear step One open hand The path begins Where you stand
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