1. |
Transgressions
03:12
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A clear conscious
Is a sign of forgetfulness
I could embrace it
But I will stand to face it
God rest the imperfect
But now is not the time for sleep
Now is not the time for me
Here I sit
Forced to face what I’ve become
Better than a smoking gun
Isn’t that right?
But I know better
Than to go and ever
Applaud my own bare minimum
When I keep out of sight
I could think of them
As a part of me
Each and every sin
Another side to see
But I am not just the fruits
Of my dying tree
I can look into the eyes of
All my transgressions
Lie in front of me
Too familiar
Though some do hurt to see
If I remember
Oh the taste of them
I would run now
To not lay eyes again
And I remember.
Tireless mess
Seeking thrills
O’er what’s best
Oh that’s when the walls caved in
Seeing it here
It’s clear there’s no doubt
I know I’m better off without
Tireless mess
Seeking thrills
O’er what’s best
Oh that’s when the walls caved in
Seeing it here
It’s clear there’s no doubt
I know I’m better off without
All my transgressions
Lie in front of me
Too familiar
Though some do hurt to see
If I remember
Oh the taste of them
I would run now
To not lay eyes again
And I remember.
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2. |
Hear Me?
03:34
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I find it hard
To really get up and go
When I’ve got no way to know
What I’m to do
But that’s conjecture
It’s frankly self pity
Indulging what I see
Outside of truth
Oh Prayer’s lost
To the postage cost
But I guess I’ll send it again
Each word tumbles off of
My two lips
And I hear them hit
The ceiling
Oh can You hear me?
It’s not all that bad
And I’m aware it’s my own fault
There’s too many words thrown around my skull
To hear the still small voice
But I’m tired of seeking patience
Using the same old estimations
I’ve gotta hear You
God let me hear You
Hear Your voice
Oh Prayer’s lost
To the postage cost
But I guess I’ll send it again
Each word tumbles off of
My two lips
And I hear them hit
The ceiling
Oh can You hear me?
I see now that there’s no room
For response
When I keep going on and on
It’s cyclical I’m rambling along
But maybe if I ask some more
My voice will ring a perfect chord
And I’ll get an answer from my Lord
Oh Prayer’s lost
To the postage cost
But I guess I’ll send it again
Each word tumbles off of
My two lips
And I hear them hit
The ceiling
Oh can You hear me?
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3. |
Forged
03:29
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Dirty gold
I’m abrasive
Fill the mould
Too complacent
Too much dirt
It’s getting warmer
Now my actions
Are performers
I need trials
This is easy
Give me something
Not to please me
Held in hands
That know better
Than to let go
Of the debtor
Forge me in the flames
Where my heart can be open
Cast me to the fire
As my metal goes molten
Burn the impurities
While I sing for Your goodness
Mould me as You please
I will go through the furnace
All over over
I think You know what it means to me
A beautiful life You’ve given me
It’s over over
The blessed gift of suffering
The scales on my eyes
The trials to rise
The thorn in my side
Dirty gold
I’m abrasive
Fill the mould
Too complacent
Too much dirt
It’s getting warmer
Now my actions
Are performers
I need trials
This is easy
Give me something
Not to please me
Held in hands
That know better
Than to let go
Of the debtor
Forge me in the flames
Where my heart can be open
Cast me to the fire
As my metal goes molten
Burn the impurities
While I sing for Your goodness
Mould me as You please
I will go through the furnace
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4. |
Velvet Boy
03:42
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Softy ears he can hear no shame
Button eyes he's nothin' to blame
All around there's so much trouble
Velvet Boy's gone and left his bubble
there he goes off to make a friend
They're gonna take him drag him 'round again
Can only hope they don't act so coy
They should be gentle he's a velvet boy
Ooh it's all too pure
The son against the world oh he can't score
Ooh ooh
He's really tryin' now to play it cool
But rain and pain is really up with fools
They kick him round and drag him through the mud
I hate to see it happen to ya bud
But we all know what goes around
You're gettin what you wanted sight and sound
If you'd have kept safe your button eyes
You wouldn't have to go around and die
Ooh I'm sorry friend
These ghosts that haunt your head are your own amends
Ooh ooh
Keep on going
Velvet boy
Be a brother be a friend
You're alright now
Have some joy
You're unwoven but it's not the end
Keep on going
Velvet boy
Be a brother be a friend
You're alright now
Have some joy
You're unwoven but it's not the end
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