Gotta keep a sharp eye on your heart
And the company it keeps
You know the spirit is willing
But the flesh is weak
These days, people swallow about anything
To relieve their starvation
I see a whole lot of ghosts
On the day of their capitulation
Think about my ship aground
All of the people I let down
Yes, and the mercy we have found
I'm not saying my hands are clean
Lord knows my guilt and I'm not faultless
I've numbered, addressed and confessed
These skeletons in my closet
Ah, please draw near, would you bathe and caress
These equal parts, faith and hopelessness?
Equal parts joy and gloom
All wrapped up inside this empty tomb
If you borrow heavily
From a thief in an effort to save
What you spend on your false self
You've got the devil to pay
Writer(s): Bill Mallonee
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