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Timothy Bloom

Burden's Song

 

Burden's Song


How much longer must we suffer
In these careless, perilous times
Oh my brother, good God my sisters
Bruised and broken, a false prison of the mind
Moving forward, fleeting motion
Marching onto that promise land

Take me back to the river
Where my Son was washed
Baptize me from this [?] hell
Where those demons all dwell

How to love, how to love
Whoa, tell me how to love
For freedom, freedom, freedom
Tell me how to love
Oh, how to love, how to love
Oh, tell me how to love
'Cause we've been praying
For that day to come

Father if I'm forsaken
All these wars we're breaking
Please give me a sign, I beg of you
Forgive us what we know, not what we do

Live by my transgression
Guilty, charged in lessons
When this fiery brimstone is coming down
And the noose keeps hanging around

Take me down by the river
Where my feet are washed
Baptize me from this [?] hell
Where those demons dwell

How to love, how to love
Whoa, tell me how to love
For freedom, freedom, freedom
Tell me how to love
Oh, how to love, how to love
Oh, tell me how to love
'Cause we've been praying
For that day to come

(What he say?)
(What he say?)
(What he say?)
(What he say?)
(What he say?)
(What he say?)
(What he say?)
(What he say?)

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