Preach To The Hurting
Daggy Man
So over head needing to find a reason
Harsh snakes crawl beneath the ground
I’m so tired I couldn’t go another round
But the arm swings violent to the ground
Waiting Waiting for
(Honesty)
Warm bright everything, Preach to the hurting of a heart
(I know, I know, you know I know)
Lost like anything, Brothers conversing in the car
(You know, you know, I know you know, how it feels)
Get better permitting the will to seize it
Some days find you on the ground
While still breathing I think I’ll go another round
And the words keep searching for a sound
Waiting waiting for
(Honesty, Honestly)
Warm bright everything, Preach to the hurting of a heart
(I know, I know, you know I know)
Lost like anything, Brothers conversing in the car
(You know, you know, I know you know)
Feels like memory, speak of a yearning from afar
(So far, so far from where we are)
Dreamt like anything, brothers rehearsing in the car
(A Dream, a dream from where we are)
Warm bright everything
(Feels like memory)
Must be light