God in the Corner Store Lyrics

Man needs colour to change his name
Gentle breeze collided softly in his ear
Breath of god all over
In this time we went away
Tenderness come hold in the storm

Man likes to take to feel his chains
Man likes to take time to view his pain
And in between fully felt the lie low
For between never saw the sky move

Fend off this nighttime there's a storm we have to clear
Lay down your empty cup and wait
Choose a day that won't compete and a day will disappear
Choose a cup that won't be left in line

Fortune may complain
Fortune may complain

My little lady my god in the corner store
Lay down make a bed where the child from the woman can sleep
My little campsong breathes fire on the welcome sign
Take this harmony home

Fortune may complain
Fortune may complain