hand of god

(álbum: angel in realtime. - 2022)

The sea's changing
The wind's fading
And coalescing in a widescreen scope

Ah amen

Words fail me
The burbs hail me
But in a way that I am glad to go

Ah amen

The damp's rising
And baptising and I
Was goddamn waylaid by the cost of it all

Ah amen

So far so good
But it's been a long while and I've
Since understood
Just how you lived now that I am
Older, wiser and I've
Given up things myself
Like you

Ball's flying
The great's dying
Boss at goodison was
A kopite coach

Ha-lle
Ha-lle-lu

The minds trailing
The hand's flailing
And Tagaloa sighed
Said Ii don't know"

Ha-lle
Ha-lle-lu

Birds flying
And the state's lying
And they built a highway
Through our neighborhood

Ha-lle
Ha-lle-lu
Ha-lle
Ha-lle-lu-jah
Hallelujah

The truth was back home
I was a part-timer and I
Gave half my soul to
Every known vice but I'm
Older, wiser now and I've
Given up chances, yeah

Like you

Ha-lle
Ha-lle-lu
Ha-lle
Ha-lle-lu-jah
Hallelujah