I Fell From Grace Feet First
Twitching Tongues
Hope and innocence, two things quite easily lost
Painful pleasures produce no pain today
For my own well being, not for that of another
I fell from Grace feet first
Talk, whisper, shout, I can’t hear you
No agenda forced, won’t follow you
Lecture, torment, preach, It’s still not true
Fall, fall, I will catch you
Extending a hand to those I know
But all I feel back is spit on my palm
To believe you must have faith, and that’s something I can’t grasp
I fell from Grace feet first
Fear and shame, a knack since birth
Oppressing hope will claim you all
Come, take my hand and fall
Do I need faith to regain my hope?
Do I need faith to take back my innocence?
Faith is not hope. Hope is not faith
I fell from Grace feet first
For my own well being, not for that of another
To believe you must have faith, and that’s something I can’t grasp
Hope is not faith. Hope is real
I fell from Grace feet first
Fear and shame, a knack since birth
Oppressing hope will claim you all
Come, take my hand and fall
Hope will claim you all
Take my hand and fall