Do not decode these cries of mine, they are the road and not the sign

Saturday, July 04, 2009

The River

I will fight the spirit
With a sword in my side
And she found a way out
Crack my rib, wait to die

I think I know you best when I sleep
I think I know everything

Me and my brothers
We have tongues, sharp as knives
And I found a way out
Make a noise, close your eyes

I think I talk to you best when I sing
I sing about almost everything

Oh God, I need it
So let me see again
Take me to the river
And let me see again

Oh, my God
Let me see again
Oh, my God
Let me see again

Let me see again

Grace taught her daughter
Daily on...
God, how I feel it
Fed her pride to your feet

I'm gonna leave you, the first chance I get

And, oh God, I need it
For I was wrong again
Take me to the river
And make me clean again

Oh, my God
Make me clean again
And oh, my God
Let me see again

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