Begging to have our eyes opened
we spend our days prayin or smokin
Sayin wer'e looking for something higher, higher
We walk on solid ground just as timidly
as the ripples rippledthrough the Galilean sea
broke scared
broke scared around peter and Jesus' feet
write deep music deep music
but we won't ever sing it in public
because we're afraid that we'll find
that when it hits the ears of the audience
it won't be worth the words we spent
the truth is
we look for
the Sermon in the suicide -
moral in the ****** of five
the truth is, the truth is
sometimes it's hard to find
Dec 4, 2012
Dec 4, 2012 at 9:29 PM UTC
Begging to have our eyes opened
we spend our days prayin or smokin
Sayin wer'e looking for something higher, higher
We walk on solid ground just as timidly
as the ripples rippledthrough the Galilean sea
broke scared
broke scared around peter and Jesus' feet
write deep music deep music
but we won't ever sing it in public
because we're afraid that we'll find
that when it hits the ears of the audience
it won't be worth the words we spent
the truth is
we look for
the Sermon in the suicide -
moral in the ****** of five
the truth is, the truth is
sometimes it's hard to find
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