Confessions

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Denison Witmer - Pop

Confessions

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[Verse 1] Carry a torch for me, Christina My life's gone face down in the dirt I've started mixing medications And now I question my self-worth I don't need to be some kind of genius I don't have 10,000 hours of time [Refrain] Nothing's as random as the gift of life And I hope I'm not wasting mine [Verse 2] I read through St. Augustine's Confessions I read Thomas Merton and Thích Nhất Hạnh I gathered the seeds of contemplation I fed the birds in my backyard Hawk takes a sparrow from the feeder Sparrow takes a berry from the vine [Refrain] Nothing feels as random as the gift of life And I hope I'm not wasting mine [Verse 3] Won't you call me if you have the time? Actually, please call me I'm at the edges of my mind again [Verse 4: Denison Witmer & Sufjan Stevens] Hold my fist piled high with papers Hold my fist piled high with papers Half-empty week-old cup of tea Half-empty week-old cup of tea Our postcards pinned into the drywall Our postcards pinned into the drywall Life in the color of Pak Lee Life in the color of Pak Lee Ai Weiwei dropping the Han dynasty Ai Weiwei dropping the Han dynasty Can't tell if I should laugh or cry Can't tell if I should laugh or cry [Refrain] Nothing feels as random as the gift of life And I hope I'm not wasting mine [Verse 5: Denison Witmer & Sufjan Stevens] Now my kids run circles through the kitchen Now my kids run circles through the kitchen I pour a second glass of wine I pour a second glass of wine [Refrain] Nothing feels as random as the love I've dealt And I hope I'm not wasting mine Nothing feels as random as the gift of life And I hope I'm not wasting mine

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  • Denison Witmer