Sinking deep or full-sail ahead
These are the contents of my head
But for every time I saw the ocean, not the sea
Lord, have mercy on me
Flaming numbness or burnt-out desire
My body's always on fire
But for every time I fell victim to gluttony
Lord, have mercy on me
A sunshower in the day and a candle in the dark
This is the mystery of my heart
But for every time, I traded still rainbows for the wind's speed
Lord, have mercy on me
A devil prefers wet lips; God prefers silence
Didn't realize that such small words could cause such big violence
But for every time, I don't think before I speak
Lord, have mercy on me
They laugh and frown anytime I sing and dance
This is just my circumstance
But for every time they use the sword and not the pen
Lord, have mercy on them
May 9, 2015
May 9, 2015 at 9:27 AM UTC
Sinking deep or full-sail ahead
These are the contents of my head
But for every time I saw the ocean, not the sea
Lord, have mercy on me
Flaming numbness or burnt-out desire
My body's always on fire
But for every time I fell victim to gluttony
Lord, have mercy on me
A sunshower in the day and a candle in the dark
This is the mystery of my heart
But for every time, I traded still rainbows for the wind's speed
Lord, have mercy on me
A devil prefers wet lips; God prefers silence
Didn't realize that such small words could cause such big violence
But for every time, I don't think before I speak
Lord, have mercy on me
They laugh and frown anytime I sing and dance
This is just my circumstance
But for every time they use the sword and not the pen
Lord, have mercy on them
