Josh Mcdermott
Garden
When you hit your head on a Sunday night;
and prayed to god that you'd be alright.
I sat with my hands on my face in the hall,
and paced out the anxiety that comes with the baggage I can't let go.
and lately my steps are catching up with me,
and I'll catch myself with my head bowed;
asking god to keep us alive
because no matter how much the sobering strung out anthems weigh down,
We're all afraid to die. So I turn the pages of a book,
trying to see all the different colors
Songtextethat could show us it all,
So beautiful it keeps Jaidyn awake;
so overwhelming it rolls me over, knocks me out.
and I wake up with one hand on my heart,
and my eyes on the cieling,
seeing a scene of three crosses;
suspended on one hill, and when the sun breaks the clouds,
and the great flash of time
rains through our souls;
we see god standing alone,
watching his son give up the ghost.
And its not an easy thing,strung out on a concret floor
and the things you do when your empty.
And theres Not one word to heal No mouthful of medication
to keep the feelings sharp
just numb.
just numb.
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