Junkman
Posted: September 6th, 2008, 1:51 am
Junkman
"care not for the men who wonder
straw that broke your back, you're under
cast all them aside who care
empty eyes and deadened stare"
-staley
and I pray for God to send his love
as the sanguine sun gets lost above.
He asked me frankly: tired or sick?
Searched my soul but couldn't pick.
Oh, drooping eyes and nodding heads
like wilted flowers in sunken beds.
Anointed soil, a gift from God
to keep the sickman standing strong.
Lonesome man, strangest land;
Caged up beast the world has damned.
But I don't need no other man
to help me through forsaken lands,
and I don't need no girl to free
the deepest part that lies in me.
No, I don't need no one to see.
I'm just fine with God in me.
Within the blood that holds my veins,
my God is there. I'm not ashamed.
"care not for the men who wonder
straw that broke your back, you're under
cast all them aside who care
empty eyes and deadened stare"
-staley
and I pray for God to send his love
as the sanguine sun gets lost above.
He asked me frankly: tired or sick?
Searched my soul but couldn't pick.
Oh, drooping eyes and nodding heads
like wilted flowers in sunken beds.
Anointed soil, a gift from God
to keep the sickman standing strong.
Lonesome man, strangest land;
Caged up beast the world has damned.
But I don't need no other man
to help me through forsaken lands,
and I don't need no girl to free
the deepest part that lies in me.
No, I don't need no one to see.
I'm just fine with God in me.
Within the blood that holds my veins,
my God is there. I'm not ashamed.