The Case of William Smith Lyrics

Song	The Case of William Smith
Artist	Astronautalis
Album	DANCEHALLHORNSOUND!!
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	William holds his palm out proud
	Upon the Bible, lays it down
	And solemnly swears against it
	That every word is true
	Searching through the faceless crowd
	In the hallowed auditorium
	He sees that everyone is turned against him
	And his endless pursuit
	The saga that he spells out
	Has mothers grabbing children
	Grown men twisting mustaches
	As priests smooth out their suits
	But William hammers right along
	And ignores the banging gavel of
	The judges plea for order
	In the chaos of the room
	Outside my cell
	There is an oak that grows
	Through the fence line
	And towards the sun
	They built a barrier of barbs
	Flush butted against its bark
	And still its burls unfurled
	Into branches strong
	The silver thorns that hem in my hole
	Snare me here through sun and snow
	While barbs may scar
	They cannot stop the mighty oak
	Burgeoning upward and out
	Disfigured no doubt
	The persistent sapling made stout
	By its daggered escape route
	Once it finally stands tall
	Its limbs will make the fence fall
	The slowest getaway car
	That the guard ever saw
	The warden scratches his bald patches
	And raises arms in the air
	He wonders how this happened
	Despite decades to prepare
	In this I found the faith
	That you'd see my sentence a mistake
	Discharge me from this place
	And reinstate me in your grace
	The truth will set you free one day
	My Father promised me
	But I'd never thought
	The truth would come this way, quite honestly
	William holds his palm out proud
	Upon the Bible, lays it down
	And solemnly swear against it
	That every word is true
	Searching through the faceless crowd
	In the hallowed auditorium
	He sees that everyone is turned against him
	And his endless pursuit
	If you had told me back then
	That the words from my pen
	Would've branded me a paynim
	I would never changed a damn thing
	I am sure it's shocking to your ears
	That the treaties you revere
	Would suffer such assessment
	At the stylus of confrére
	But I am more than well aware
	How you all were unprepared
	To stare into the sun
	As it means to pick apart its flares
	With my covenant in question
	And career upon the line
	I will suffer your reckless sanctions
	With the clarity of mind
	That the charges that you lay
	Against my character of faith
	Will burden you with shame
	When you face the presumed paradise
	And He knows, well as I
	That His heralds can carol flat songs
	The refrains ring familiar
	But the words just seem a tad wrong
	God is just a breath away
	He lives a kiss from your lips
	but his message can mutate
	as it drifts from mount to chisel tips
	So this is it
	My suffrage sings its swan song
	Your suspicions set me sovereign
	From the restriction of your sad bonds
	While you edit me from existence
	For continuity
	May the Lord be always in your footsteps
	To document your lunacy
	William holds his palm out proud
	Upon the Bible, lays it down
	And solemnly swears against it
	That every word is true
	Searching through the faceless crowd
	In the hallowed auditorium
	He sees that everyone is turned against him
	And his endless pursuit
	The saga that he spells out
	Has mothers grabbing children
	Grown men twisting mustaches
	As priests smooth out their suits
	But William hammers right along
	And ignores the banging gavel of
	The judges plea for order
	In the chaos of the room

	William holds his palm out proud
	Upon the Bible, lays it down
	And solemnly swears against it
	That every word is true
	Searching through the faceless crowd
	In the hallowed auditorium
	He sees that everyone is turned against him
	And his endless pursuit
	The saga that he spells out
	Has mothers grabbing children
	Grown men twisting mustaches
	As priests smooth out their suits
	But William hammers right along
	And ignores the banging gavel of
	The judges plea for order
	In the chaos of the room
	Outside my cell
	There is an oak that grows
	Through the fence line
	And towards the sun
	They built a barrier of barbs
	Flush butted against its bark
	And still its burls unfurled
	Into branches strong
	The silver thorns that hem in my hole
	Snare me here through sun and snow
	While barbs may scar
	They cannot stop the mighty oak
	Burgeoning upward and out
	Disfigured no doubt
	The persistent sapling made stout
	By its daggered escape route
	Once it finally stands tall
	Its limbs will make the fence fall
	The slowest getaway car
	That the guard ever saw
	The warden scratches his bald patches
	And raises arms in the air
	He wonders how this happened
	Despite decades to prepare
	In this I found the faith
	That you' d see my sentence a mistake
	Discharge me from this place
	And reinstate me in your grace
	The truth will set you free one day
	My Father promised me
	But I' d never thought
	The truth would come this way, quite honestly
	William holds his palm out proud
	Upon the Bible, lays it down
	And solemnly swear against it
	That every word is true
	Searching through the faceless crowd
	In the hallowed auditorium
	He sees that everyone is turned against him
	And his endless pursuit
	If you had told me back then
	That the words from my pen
	Would' ve branded me a paynim
	I would never changed a damn thing
	I am sure it' s shocking to your ears
	That the treaties you revere
	Would suffer such assessment
	At the stylus of confre re
	But I am more than well aware
	How you all were unprepared
	To stare into the sun
	As it means to pick apart its flares
	With my covenant in question
	And career upon the line
	I will suffer your reckless sanctions
	With the clarity of mind
	That the charges that you lay
	Against my character of faith
	Will burden you with shame
	When you face the presumed paradise
	And He knows, well as I
	That His heralds can carol flat songs
	The refrains ring familiar
	But the words just seem a tad wrong
	God is just a breath away
	He lives a kiss from your lips
	but his message can mutate
	as it drifts from mount to chisel tips
	So this is it
	My suffrage sings its swan song
	Your suspicions set me sovereign
	From the restriction of your sad bonds
	While you edit me from existence
	For continuity
	May the Lord be always in your footsteps
	To document your lunacy
	William holds his palm out proud
	Upon the Bible, lays it down
	And solemnly swears against it
	That every word is true
	Searching through the faceless crowd
	In the hallowed auditorium
	He sees that everyone is turned against him
	And his endless pursuit
	The saga that he spells out
	Has mothers grabbing children
	Grown men twisting mustaches
	As priests smooth out their suits
	But William hammers right along
	And ignores the banging gavel of
	The judges plea for order
	In the chaos of the room

	William holds his palm out proud
	Upon the Bible, lays it down
	And solemnly swears against it
	That every word is true
	Searching through the faceless crowd
	In the hallowed auditorium
	He sees that everyone is turned against him
	And his endless pursuit
	The saga that he spells out
	Has mothers grabbing children
	Grown men twisting mustaches
	As priests smooth out their suits
	But William hammers right along
	And ignores the banging gavel of
	The judges plea for order
	In the chaos of the room
	Outside my cell
	There is an oak that grows
	Through the fence line
	And towards the sun
	They built a barrier of barbs
	Flush butted against its bark
	And still its burls unfurled
	Into branches strong
	The silver thorns that hem in my hole
	Snare me here through sun and snow
	While barbs may scar
	They cannot stop the mighty oak
	Burgeoning upward and out
	Disfigured no doubt
	The persistent sapling made stout
	By its daggered escape route
	Once it finally stands tall
	Its limbs will make the fence fall
	The slowest getaway car
	That the guard ever saw
	The warden scratches his bald patches
	And raises arms in the air
	He wonders how this happened
	Despite decades to prepare
	In this I found the faith
	That you' d see my sentence a mistake
	Discharge me from this place
	And reinstate me in your grace
	The truth will set you free one day
	My Father promised me
	But I' d never thought
	The truth would come this way, quite honestly
	William holds his palm out proud
	Upon the Bible, lays it down
	And solemnly swear against it
	That every word is true
	Searching through the faceless crowd
	In the hallowed auditorium
	He sees that everyone is turned against him
	And his endless pursuit
	If you had told me back then
	That the words from my pen
	Would' ve branded me a paynim
	I would never changed a damn thing
	I am sure it' s shocking to your ears
	That the treaties you revere
	Would suffer such assessment
	At the stylus of confré re
	But I am more than well aware
	How you all were unprepared
	To stare into the sun
	As it means to pick apart its flares
	With my covenant in question
	And career upon the line
	I will suffer your reckless sanctions
	With the clarity of mind
	That the charges that you lay
	Against my character of faith
	Will burden you with shame
	When you face the presumed paradise
	And He knows, well as I
	That His heralds can carol flat songs
	The refrains ring familiar
	But the words just seem a tad wrong
	God is just a breath away
	He lives a kiss from your lips
	but his message can mutate
	as it drifts from mount to chisel tips
	So this is it
	My suffrage sings its swan song
	Your suspicions set me sovereign
	From the restriction of your sad bonds
	While you edit me from existence
	For continuity
	May the Lord be always in your footsteps
	To document your lunacy
	William holds his palm out proud
	Upon the Bible, lays it down
	And solemnly swears against it
	That every word is true
	Searching through the faceless crowd
	In the hallowed auditorium
	He sees that everyone is turned against him
	And his endless pursuit
	The saga that he spells out
	Has mothers grabbing children
	Grown men twisting mustaches
	As priests smooth out their suits
	But William hammers right along
	And ignores the banging gavel of
	The judges plea for order
	In the chaos of the room

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