Revelation Times

Feeding your family by selling your soul
And working your fingertips straight down to the bone
Solving problems that ain't even mine
All in hopes the Good Lord gives you just a little extra time

Peaches in Georgia don't meet the quota
You can't pay the man what they claim that you owe 'em
Taxes and Satan burnin' hotter than Damnation
Revelation Times couldn't save your tired soul

Lord, take me higher or just take me home

What if when David fought with Goliath
He missed his only shot, and we still damned him for tryin'
All of the Sinners, the Lepers, and the Cheats
Think that they're too good to lie down, humble at His feet

Lord, take me higher or just take me home

Lord, take me higher or just take me home

Start up a fire, burn it even higher
Lay me in my bed, I'll sit and wait for His arrival
Two of the Horsemen are already here
Brace yourself now honey, Revelation Times are near

Lord, take me higher or just take me home

Lord, take me higher or just take me home



Credits
Writer(s): Evan Taylor
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