Separate lives, my days have been numbered,
dare if I say, I saw them outside the razors edge for sure
I’ve been in something, that gets me in trouble
you can’t believe nothin'
This old church is on fire
Pray to the king of kings, like He’s awake
Hide in the fringe of Him, my way
Shepard’s in the dark, break into my holy safe
Believing that we’re all the same
Inside of our faith
Tell me now,
Why I don’t feel at all atoned
believe me I don’t even
vaguely know what to say,
Faiths like an old desire
a burning pyre of my ways
some folks talk about it as a hard line to cross, to get somewhere warm
choice is an empty fountain when you’re young, and a lake when you get old
leading on,
A side of me that gives back the gold
A side of me that wants to just take it and fade away
Inside of us all
Living in yourself, anointed by the waters you’ve been cleansed, far from innocent, come outside, I know where you are
Before you even say, I’ve been in the waters once before, If you’re listening, get inside, I know where you are.
A side of me that gives back the gold
A side of me that wants to just take it and fade away
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