The Fall

Duration

4:17

Genres

Rock

Lyrics

Shedding away the scent of this skin, these cobwebs, muscles and sin How was I supposed to beg? not even an a bucket for your quarters to land and how was I supposed to repent? God or the father, I feel you’ve wronged a man So come in, be welcome, lets begin to open up our thought Even with fallen arms Still, we reach the stars Forty nights doesn’t mean a thing Crucified on these cobwebs, I spin next to nothing if nothing is where someone begins to reapply and realign The cup has gone dry but Im so inclined to make it mine Now come in, be welcome, lets begin to open up our thought Even with fallen arms Still, we reach the stars Forty nights doesn’t mean a thing A heart of gold was washed away Riches to the find Your forty nights doesn’t mean a thing When your falling awake Falling awake I push and love and offer more than what I have to give away Remnants of my compassions take a bow I nod the pain away Even with fallen arms Still, we reach the stars Forty nights doesn’t mean a thing A heart of gold was washed away Riches to the find Your forty nights doesn’t mean a thing When your falling awake Falling awake