Please Lord, Deliver Me

Lyrics
Mama, I've been crying in my bed Seeking a sign, trying to align with a world that will bind everyone, and I've found none, I am wretched, crawling in the sun; free in a maze Dreaming of days when I was dreaming of days yet to come This must be vertigo Sometimes it's better to drown than to sink, I'm hazy, I'm in hell But when I'm swimming in drink I'm happy, like a baby From all things that tether me, please lord deliver me, but until then upon this I depend; I would rather not think "Lord, save me" Closer comes the sound of ringing bells, held by the grim specters of men who would take every baby now grown Hold on, brother, hold on to the souvenirs of yore; blue Saturday, pink lemonade and the screech of cicadas at night This must be vertigo It's funny how the world around just shrinks in disillusion 'til you're down in an old town, drunk every night, plucky in plight, and just trying to make it alive while wishing for death when the train comes and morning is gone
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Credits
- Writers
- Harry Burgess