Well, the 1st thing I noticed yesterday was
the bronze glow of dirt on her jeans
then the reckless curl of blackened hair
and what I ten to think that means
The way her shirt danced above
the surface of her waist
The way it brushed across her hips
whichever way she faced
CHORUS:
And though my eyes were testing death again
my mind is done deciding
I will avert them now to save myself
from a darkening abiding
I am trying to know respect & trust
I have learned to hate the aimless thrust
Cause it is a sacred act in sacrifice
And it is paid for with a heavy price
And I know what flesh can be
The soul of slavery
I am tired of pretending I have got it all understood
That doesn´t do me any good
You are among the foremost of the bad ones
I´ve heard it said
Leave yourself at the doorstep
Trust in the One who isn´t dead
The 1st thing I noticed then today was
the tired look in her eyes
Then the way her shoulders bent beneath
the world & all its lies
This time I was feeling for
the things that haunted her
This time I was hoping that
she did not concur with them
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