The Preacher

Follow 0 fans

Outerrings

3:42

1 View

 Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!

I'm the son of a preacher who cares for all our lives
And the choir he preaches must always be on time
But he'll come around and ask them for the limelight
And to cover all the dirt with flower and cloth
We can try a whirlwind and not get flung up
We can get close and pray to a million stars
Say we're always conned and always falling out
But I know deep down it'll be he who falls into the wine
Caving to my demons over nought
Turn it over and make it all stop.
Heading on a flight, heading on the top
Turn around, and you're taking off your mask
Robes and crosses alight.
Holding up the cup
But I know that I'll get stuck
But I know I'll get up and walk away from the lot
So hold your line
Hold your line
I'm the son of a crescent moon, bright, broken in light
And she shines on a derelict church where sits a wildfire
The creaking of the boards sets up a funeral pyre
But I won't care much; to care is up to the next buyer
But I won't care much; to care is up to the next buyer

 Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!