LYRIC

[Verse:] Well, I met the seventh son
Who came for everyone
The day he heard the lighting in the field
I heard him clear his throat
The fork within the road
That night the Tallahatchie took the wheel

[Pre-Hook:] I've been throwing knives
To see just where they land
Now my world is in your hands

[Hook:] Send in the congregation
Open your eyes, step in the light
A jukebox generation
Just as you were

[Verse 2:] The voice upon the stage
​Is the heart inside a cage
And they're singing like a bluebird in the round
There's mystery in this word
And ghosts within these woods
And ghosts within these roots

[Pre-Hook:] That are tangled deep beneath this southern ground
I've been going through life
Making foolish plans
Now my world is in your hands

[Hook:] Send in the congregation
Open your eyes, step in the light
A jukebox generation
Just as you were

[Bridge:] And you need blind faith
​No false hope, no false hope
​Do you have blind faith?
​No false hope, no false hope
​Where is your blind faith?
​No false hope, no false hope
​Open your eyes, open your eyes
​Step into the light
​Open your eyes, step into the light

[Outro:] ​The sound becomes congregation
A congregation, a congregation, yeah
And they're singing like a bluebird in the round

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