Born Again - Saint Motel

But for the grace of God she'd cry herself to sleep, Because the grace of God is something she can't keep Oh, it won't be long until their hold is broken, Oh, it won't be long until we've found our home It's for the good of you I sing sweet melody, They'll cast the first stone when the last one's out of reach Oh, it won't be long until their hold is broken, No, it won't be long until we've found our home Forget where to begin Mother, I have not sinned I have not... But for the grace of God she'd cry herself to sleep, But now the grace of God's the reason that she weeps Oh, it won't be long until their hold is broken, No, it won't be long until we've found our home When summer comes Light my life Snow will melt away When summer comes Light my life Snow will melt away I was born again, I was born again, Not into the world they put me in She was born again, she was born again, Not into the world they put her in I was born again, I was born again, Not into the world they put me in She was born again, she was born again, Not into the world they put her in Lord, I know my heart beats slow From time to time when I was blind The hope and the spirit I'd rather not fear it The hope and the spirit I'd rather not fear it

Lost in a lullaby Side of the road Melt in a memory Slide in a solitude Not 'til I can read by the moon Am I going anywhere Not 'til I can read by the moon I blow you a kiss It should reach you tomorrow As it flies from the other side of the world From my room in my fugitive motel Somewhere in the dust bowl Let it flies from the other side of the world "I'm tired" I said "You always look tired" she said "I'm admired" I said "You always look tired" she said Not 'til I can read by the moon Am I going anywhere Not 'til I can read by the moon I blow you a kiss It should reach you tomorrow, reach you tomorrow It flies from the other side of the world From my room in my fugitive motel Somewhere in the dust bowl, somewhere in the dust bowl It flies from the other side of the world The curtains stay closed Everyone knows You hear through the walls in this place Cigarette holes for every lost soul To give up the ghost in this place Give me strength Give me wings Give me strength Give me wings I blow you a kiss It should reach you tomorrow, reach you tomorrow It flies from the other side of the world From my room in my fugitive motel Somewhere in the dust bowl, somewhere in the dust bowl It flies from the other side of the world The other side of the world The other side of the world Other side of the world

Give it a rest I'm quite aware It was a doomed affair, from the start Everyone told me to stay away It's just a game she plays, with her heart But I'm a man made of flesh and blood Oh god just give me, love's what I crave And as she goes walking out the door She turned to me once more, and she sang I don't break hearts, no that's not me I don't break hearts, I destroy them I don't break hearts, no that's not me I don't break hearts, I destroy them Now I'm alone sitting in the park Sitting in the dark, trying to breath Everyone tells me to carry on The damages are done, set me free I was a man made of flesh and blood Oh now just dirt and mud in my veins I know she left, but she's haunting me I hear her mocking me, as she sings I don't break hearts, no that's not me I don't break hearts, I destroy them I don't break hearts, no that's not me I don't break hearts, I destroy them I don't break, I don't break I don't break hearts, I destroy them I don't break, I don't break I don't break hearts, I destroy them Hey! Hey! Oh! Oh! Hey! Hey! Oh! Oh! I don't break hearts, no that's not me I don't break hearts, I destroy them I don't break hearts, no that's not me I don't break hearts, I destroy them I don't break, I don't break I don't break hearts, I destroy them I don't break, I don't break I don't break hearts, I destroy them

I wanna know Do you even feel it? Do you even feel it now? And you're not alone So don't be hesitatin' for my lovin' Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah Oh, I'm down on my knees Mercy, whoa, whoa, whoa, baby Preach Mm, teach me, baby, teach, ah, ah, ah So, preach it, baby, preach Soul lovin', do the soul lovin' (Preach it, baby) You gotta say Nothing too specific You know I'll get it anyway A hip's gotta sway So shake it like your mama in '73, yeah Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah Oh, I'm down on my knees Mercy, whoa, whoa, whoa, baby Preach Mm, teach me, baby, teach, ah, ah, ah So, preach it, baby, preach Soul lovin', do the soul lovin' (Preach it, baby, preach) ha, ah, oh, ha, ah, ah (Preach it, baby, preach) ha, ah, oh, ha, ah, ah (Preach it, baby, preach) ha, ah, oh, ha, ah, ah (Preach it, baby, preach) ah, ah, ah Shout it from the rooftop, scream it from the pulpit Yell it 'til I hear you, sell it like you bought it, and Shout it from the rooftop, scream it from the pulpit Yell it 'til I hear you, ain't no doubt about it, yeah (Ah, ah) (Ah, ah) woo-ooh (Ah, ah) Whoa, whoa, whoa, baby Preach Mm, teach me, baby, teach, ah, ah, ah So, preach it, baby, preach Soul lovin', do the soul lovin' Whoa, whoa, whoa, baby Preach (ha, ah, oh, ha, ah, ah) (Preach it, baby, preach) ha, ah, oh, ha, ah, ah (Preach it, baby, preach) ha, ah, oh, ha, ah, ah (Preach it, baby, preach) ah, ah, ah

I'm underwater So dark and blue A deeper-shaded hue Come join me under Free as can be Here, everywhere Just fold me up, like I'm origami Hold me so close, you can feel my heartbeat It got so damn simple Lips and and blow a whistle Need me, just whistle Fall into pieces Float to the ground When you are not around Just keep me with you Stay pocket-sized Here, everywhere, in the stars, in the air Keep me close, let it show Just fold me up, like I'm origami Hold me so close, you can feel my heartbeat It got so damn simple Lips and and blow a whistle Need me, just whistle Just whistle Just whistle Need me, just whistle Just whistle Need me, just whistle (Just fold me up, like I'm origami) Just whistle (Hold me so close, you can feel my heartbeat) Need me, just whistle (It got so damn simple) Just whistle (Lips and and blow a whistle) Need me, just whistle