To Kingdom Come

That's a frosty way to speak, To tell me how to live next to your potpourri All this talking pulls my teeth. I believed in you, so you believed in Me, I cried out God You dared me in the dark I felt a hush fall quietly from my spark so now I hide in piles of princely orange peels It feels the way you told me how it'd always feel Once I had an name to call you. It scraped along the walls like an orthodox saint. I wish for the same old things that turn me inside out. Hearing is a strain, it's a game! Me, I cried out "God" You dared me in the dark I felt a hush fall quietly from my spark so now I hide in piles of princely orange peels It feels the way you told me how it'd always feel Never have I ever been Clutching at your hair to cure you of some sin, But that's the kind of state I'm in: Swimming in a pool of godly medicine. Come, come, I hear it calling me, yelling, Like if ever there was someone who could make things heavy again. Feel alive! --- To Kingdom Come - Passion Pit