I WISH TO TURN AROUND AND RETURN
BUT THIS CALLING IS STRONG, IS STRONG
AND…, AND…
DENIAL IS IMPOSSIBLE
NO MEASURE OF WEIGHT CAN JUSTIFY
WHAT NOW PRESSES INTO MY CHEST
TO THE ROAD
YOUR FREEDOM IS AWESOME
TO THE ROAD
BUT DOES IT COMPARE TO
THE SWEET EMBRACE OF MY LOVE
(Our convictions are engraved (2x))
OUR CONVICTIONS
ARE ENGRAVED BY OUR WORDS
CONVICTIONS ENGRAVED BY HER
MARVELOUS HANDS
My ears are upon the brink of detonation
And the mud amongst the passage
Of my throat is drying to permanence
Harvest the crop of
MEMORIES WHAT'S TRUE
I OFFER THANKS
I'VE FOUND WHAT'S PURE
AND I'VE FOUND WHAT'S SWEET
(WE ARE NOT BARREN (2x)) |
