Parable letra

At the bottom of the garden
I see you in robes of flowing stone
And though I doubt your hands are holy
You see through me as if I were a ghost

You invite me in your favour, in high fever
Entering the fold
And I feel myself becoming, believing
Returning from the cold
I would kiss your feet if you ask
Just to bask in your everlasting glow
But will I still be in your favour, my saviour
If I turn from this road?
If I turn from this road...

At the bottom of the garden
I see you, the one I love the most
And though I know your hands can heal me
You walk through me as if you were a ghost
As if you were a ghost...

Nail me, nail me
Nail me then let me down again
I wanna hear the crowd appealing,
"We love him, let him down
Oh let him on down, c'mon let him down
Please let him down..."

Cats Are Aliens - Letras

• Acting Like Oil
• Amen The Thunderbolt
• Burton Tucker Marks
• Chemiserations
• Coitus Interruptus
• Coldwaterfigure
• Cosmetic Stain
• Cry At The Moon
• Dateface
• Dry
• Fit To Drop
• Getting It On
• God Speed You, My Brother
• Gumshield
• Gut Puppets
• Haitmale
• Hedgehod Throughts
• Heel
• Heir To The Grindstone
• Hello Cleveland
• I've Got The World That You Want
• Jeu
• Johnny Moribund
• Lacatus Fringe
• Less Than Pedigree
• Letter to Boddah
• Parable
• Pawn Your Guitar
• Pessimistic Tree
• Pulling It Off
• Sarcoma
• Selina
• Shoe
• Sirensong
• Sleeper Hit
• Square Peg, Hound Hole
• Substitute For An Encore
• Surround Sound
• This
• Three Bags Full
• To Be A Quadruped
• Vinz Clortho
• Years
• You Took Too Much