Clap Your Hands Say Yeah - New Fragility

If I Were More Like Jesus

If I were more like Jesus
I'd get down on my knees to pray
But I'm not

My daughter sits upon uncertain shoulders
I guess fate is sticking to its guns

And you stood out on the front porch shouting
There's a soul in everything
There's a reason for all that has occurred
But I am not behind the door
I don't live there anymore

Unmitigated fever
The doctor says he just don't know why I've come
Hallucinations and courageous stands
But sooner or later, all I think I'm going under

Was that a shot fired in the distance?
Was that a knock?
Were those mumbled words yours?
How can I be sure when I am not behind the door?
I don't live there anymore

And I'm climbing this ladder
My head in the clouds
And I hope that it matters
I am having my doubts

If I were more like Jesus
I'd get down on my knees to pray
But I'm not

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Writer(s): Alexander John Ounsworth
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