Song Library

listen on listen in have you seen my master you ask is he like those i’ve met or kings with slaves in number they cheat their way to glory’s seat lay burdens on mens’ shoulders their fingers soft their knees too weak unmet by work or prayers served the man who served him death washed the filth from his feet washed the dirt from him betrayed for a pocket silver-laced by a heart that didn’t understand my master is a humble man when he knew his hour had come he kept his cup tight in hand how great it’d be to see him old still how much better the way he chose he chose served the man who served him death washed the filth from his feet washed the dirt from him betrayed for a pocket silver-laced by a heart that didn’t understand then to hang on a hill he died with the company of thieves on his left and on his right said one man remember me if you can and he gave it all to him even when no one saw he loved us to the end even when everyone ran off he loved us to the end even when we have to stare through the holes he loved us to the end in his hands he loved us to the end

would you rest my tired bones break up my demons a beggar at heart when i first met you i had heard of the tricks you could do these questions are anchors if i stay in the rain where inch after inch my ocean is made though it might take years i will drown all the same waiting on the answers you already gave take up my sons i’ve a family for saving they’re better in your hands than ever in mine could one sit at your left could one set at your right these questions are chains that will stay on my wrists if I kick away the key for not deserving it and i’ll stay locked in this prison by my own hand i’ve made waiting on the freedom you already gave ooh