Turn Our Captivity, O Lord

de William Byrd

I'm remembering you too often
Your wan smile in your dorm bed
I say I put the nails in the coffin
But I like to peek every now and again
You counted us as a loss then
Oh, I'm a sucker for a pessimist
And the bright side is so far-fetch
When we can fix it all with a kiss

I told you take a swing
You said it's not that plain

You've diagnosed us
I overdosed us
We bit on our teeth and we wept on our sleeves
Some grief, some relief

Spending every day hiding from Jesus
Running naked, hope he doesn't see us
We grew tired of our wannabe Eden
Eat the apple, girl, eat the apple, eat it

I told you take a swing
You said it's not that plain
I wanted you to bend
You wanted me to break

You've diagnosed us
I overdosed us
We bit on our teeth and we wept on our sleeves
Some grief, some relief

And you've diagnosed us (diagnosed us, diagnosed us)
I overdosed us (overdosed us, overdosed us)
We bit on our teeth and we wept on our sleeves
Some grief, some relief

Roll the dice on us, roll the dice on us
The stakes are looking up, stakes are looking up
Just don't forget it's luck, don't forget it's luck
Just don't forget it's luck, don't forget it's luck

Roll the dice on us, roll the dice on us
Say something real, say something real
Just don't forget it's luck, don't forget it's luck
Just don't forget it's luck, don't forget it's luck

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