To Still The Lord Lyrics

I tried to meet everybody

I tried to speak without care

I'm going out to the party

But would I show what I bear

Riding down through the valley

Combing shrines through your hair

Holding on to your body

Holding on to your gun

I'm crawling out from the alley

But would I know what I've done

A student loan ever binding, the loaded stones you'll never throw

The morning prose, when it's

Time is a skill, an open door, a sill of ore

But I'm holding still, to still the Lord with heathen lore

A life that I fill, a pill to void, a polaroid

The story I film, this tender role that we abhor

So gather 'round everybody

Gather 'round without heir

I'll carve it out, my finale

But would I know when I

Tune it down, tune it low, to whether storms, you'll never know

The one I rose, the one I

Know where I've been, the road of stone, a raven's soar

The world that I spin, a searing orb, a cantaloupe

The tale of your skin, the seething pore that we adore

A place where I sin, I sin alone, rescind it all