Once I was
It's getting late I should be home
Why am I staring at my phone
I know I should be catching me some winks
When morning comes Ill hit the snooze
Be carrying those same old blues
And miss the chance to work out the kinks
Back in those simple days
I'd bow my head and try to raise
My burdens to that place beyond the stars
When I fold my hands now a days
I doubt if a single phrase
Rises up much further than the scars
I once was sure you'd found me
What a relief I thought it was
But it seems you aim to drown me in that o so precious blood
I've still got my good old book
I guess id have to look
Beneath the stack of overdue bills
Comfort from thy rod and staff
Feels more like a broken back
Or lying beneath the dentist drill
I once was sure you'd found me
What a relief I thought it was
But it seems you aim to drown me in that o so precious blood
Maybe I just need to fast
Maybe i'm too scared to ask
Maybe theres no maybe about it
Probably just got an empty glass
Probably this thing is gonna pass
Probably just a season but I doubt it
I once was sure you'd found me
What a relief I thought it was
But it seems you aim to drown me in that o so precious blood
Why am I staring at my phone
I know I should be catching me some winks
When morning comes Ill hit the snooze
Be carrying those same old blues
And miss the chance to work out the kinks
Back in those simple days
I'd bow my head and try to raise
My burdens to that place beyond the stars
When I fold my hands now a days
I doubt if a single phrase
Rises up much further than the scars
I once was sure you'd found me
What a relief I thought it was
But it seems you aim to drown me in that o so precious blood
I've still got my good old book
I guess id have to look
Beneath the stack of overdue bills
Comfort from thy rod and staff
Feels more like a broken back
Or lying beneath the dentist drill
I once was sure you'd found me
What a relief I thought it was
But it seems you aim to drown me in that o so precious blood
Maybe I just need to fast
Maybe i'm too scared to ask
Maybe theres no maybe about it
Probably just got an empty glass
Probably this thing is gonna pass
Probably just a season but I doubt it
I once was sure you'd found me
What a relief I thought it was
But it seems you aim to drown me in that o so precious blood
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Writer(s): Lewis Bradshaw V
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