Foo Fighters - Congregation lyrics

And I met the seventh son
​he came for everyone
​The day he heard the lightning in the field
​I heard him clear his throat
​A fork within the road ​that night
The Tallahatchie took the wheel

I’ve been throwing knives
​To see just where they'll land
​Now, my world is in your hands

Send in the congregation
​Open your eyes, step in the light
​A jukebox generation, ​just as you were

The voice upon the stage is
The heart inside a cage
​And it's singing like a
Bluebird in the round
​There’s mystery in this wood and
Ghosts within these roots
​That are tangled deep beneath
This Southern Ground

I’ve been going through life
​Making foolish plans
​Now, my world is in your hands

Send in the congregation
​Open your eyes, step in the light
​A jukebox generation
​Just as you were, right? Just as you were
Just as you were, alright!

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
​The sound becomes congregation
A congregation a congregation
Yeah

And they're singing like a
Bluebird in the round