St. Anthony

Hear me Anthony
I can't seem to find what I'm seeking
Misplaced all my love and way of thinking
Carried in the current of last year
Help me Anthony
My mistakes are finally catching up
I ignored the simple acts of love
Let them rust all bundled up with greed
Oh oh oh
I'm sick of seeing all the times I chose the lie
And tired of being reminded of my measured time
To make things right
Holy Anthony
Your passion is something that I'm seeking
To emulate, although my actions flawed
Lost and I don't know where I've been
Hold me at the knees
Hang me upside down so I can find
A living world outside of black and white
Color bursting full and out of seam
Oh oh oh
I'm sick of writing songs that make my father cry
So why am I compelled to write with words of slight
I need some help to find where grace and peace collide
And give back to the world the words I know I have inside
Help me fight
To make things right
Help me find
My beautiful mind



Credits
Writer(s): Eric Hillman, Joel Porter
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