Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stephen Clemmons
Stephen Clemmons
Songwriter

Lyrics

Something free. Something Fickle
Our love it landed in the middle
In the shouts or in the quiet
The truth remained though we denied it
Time it came and time it went
Oh the ways that it was spent
On brunette hair and deep brown eyes
But they still can’t buy
My hard pressed emotion
My hard pressed emotion
Now it’s come. How I have drifted
From all the friends through which I sifted
Don’t understate my disregarding
I need the light to see the scarring
On the path that angels walk
Or the den where demons talk
Don’t know where my allegiance lies
But I’ll try and try for
A hard pressed emotion
A hard pressed emotion
Did the heavens roar with thunder?
When they watched me fall
In a legion without number
On my belly crawl
I see the shore. My final landing
The cherubim is proudly standing
The sword it glows a burning fire
Reads Eden holds no place for liars
To the East then I will go
And reap what I have sown
Till one day dust and bone remain
Cause I just can’t explain
A hard pressed emotion
A hard pressed emotion
A hard pressed emotion
Written by: Stephen Clemmons
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