Divine Intervention

Where did you go? I searched the streets Outside the church, between the sheetts And I had no luck, even odds as it seems Just the Holy Spirit come to me in a dream And now what's left, the son of God You know I'd trade it for that night once more In place of it, berated whore Who sits open for your heavenly score Divine Divine intervention Divine Divine intervention Oh, great pain can be sublime And great shame can be so kind In your neglect I will find Hold on myself, preserve my time And now what's left, the son of God You know I'd trade it for that night once more In place of it, berated whore Who sits open for your heavenly score Divine Divine intervention Divine Divine intervention Divine Divine intervention Divine Divine intervention Am I walking? In these streets, I walk to Am I walking? In these streets, I talk about you And I can tell that you've been Lying, lying, lying And I can tell that you've been Lying, lying, lying, lying And I can tell that you've been Lying, lying, lying And I can tell you don't Try, try, try Divine Divine intervention Divine Divine intervention Divine Divine intervention Divine Divine intervention