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Portugal. The Man

Oh Lord

 

Oh Lord

(album: Church Mouth - 2007)


Shepherds they came, stripped of their names,
And we were all the daughters that fell from her to ground,
Because she needed us, she needed love,
But we're all gone to strip that ground.

Shivered pores were caves, teeth were all decayed,
Jutting, jagged, rising up like welts on backs in strain,
Because she needed us, she needed love,
But we're all gone to strip that ground.

We climbed up those banks from our place in the shade,
Built us a fire but never knew what we made,
It's not your mind, self, not your thoughts, not your soul.
It's not your mind, self, not your thoughts, not your soul.
Because we are that fire,
Because we are that fire,
Because we are that fire.

Shepherds they came, stripped of their names,
And we were all the daughters that fell from her to ground,
Because she needed us, she needed love,
But we're all gone to strip that ground.

Were you safe down in my hands?
The higher we climb,
These shapes, shapes show,
And this place is more holy when nobody knows.
Were you safe down in line?
The higher we climb,
These shapes, shapes show,
And this place is more holy when nobody knows.
Were you safe down in line?
The higher we climb,
These shapes, shapes show,
And this place is more holy when nobody knows.

We climbed up those banks from our place in the shade,
Built us a fire but never knew what we made,
It's not your mind, self, not your thoughts, not your soul.
It's not your mind, self, not your thoughts, not your soul.
Because we are that fire,
Because we are that fire,
Because we are that fire.

Show me what is still free and I will tell you.
It's not your mind, self, not your thoughts, not your soul.

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