Oil Skin

When I was a child
My mother would bathe me in the sink
Pull the oil from my skin

Young, young boy
Swinging in your arms
Fingers pushing back my hair
So I could see

Held me when my soul was opened
By the touch of autumn
I was not broken yet
By time
Safe with her in the morning
But heading softly to the night

Now that I'm a bit older
I try to stay clean
The coming night
The anticipated slip, hmm

I was hoping to find I was justified, in time
I was hoping to find what got away from me

Held me when my soul was opened
By the touch of autumn
I was just broken then
By time
Safe with her in the morning
But heading softly to the night

I was hoping to find I was justified, in time
I was hoping to find what got away from me
I was hoping to find I was justified
I was hoping to find



Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Moore O'keefe, Alexander Robert Mcwalters, Daniel Robert Shearin, Halli Mccaughan Anderson
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