In the gas station bathroom by the condom machine I heard the word of the Lord He said "Take off your shoes, this is holy ground too you know I came for the sick and the bored." Beneath the selling of beers And the welling up of tears Out beyond the beam of the remote control There's a whispering voice That the humble ear ears that says "I am still waiting for you to ask just to be made whole." And the bush it was burning on the mountain top and though the leaves never blackened, the fire didn't stop That's the way that it works in this old life of sin You gotta let the fire burn you just to get clean within I am so often deterred from my actual intent by distractions in a cellophane wrap And the cruel voice that taunts me when I open them up to find just one more box full of crap It's where you're mocked while you abstain and then cursed when you give in It's all a game that's impossible to beat But there's a peaceful refrain God'll sing in your brain when you put the nails to your hands and your feet And the smell of our sacrifices still fills up my head There's just a few left at the altar, Lord all the rest of them fled And we've cried and we've tried We've sweat and we've bled But we don't just need atonement We need to be raised from the dead When they took down the cross from that dark hillside The blood on their hands was the blood from his side That's the way that it works, That's the way it must be. You gotta let His blood stain you of you want to get free If you want to get free Don't you want to get free? I think you want to be free. Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com