Relief (Acoustic)

We walk great lengths to grow fair and tall,

Grasping everything that's beneath the sun,

Oh how would the mighty be at all,

If not for their knees to fall upon,

Slowly the Stones will grind to sand,

and the seas will understand and wash it all away,

I get what you want, but not who you are.

But my faith was strong, is it fiction now?

With peace of mind I'll rest in my case,

Hoping that my hopes won't die in the ground,

And the sacred and scared they share the same air deep in our soul, we know we are both

And then we strain our shoulders searching for relief

A bible to comfort

feels like home to me, feels like home to me

I'd like to see you alive so dance

Slowly the Stones will grind to sand

and the seas will understand and wash them all away

And the sacred and scared they share the same air deep in our soul, we know we are both

And then we strain our shoulders searching for relief