12-03-2011, 02:45 PM
Luna Amara - Downtown Jesus
It’s fortune that we play
Matches wouldn’t light
Couldn’t help no Jesus
Couldn’t save no child
Not the one inside of me
And not the one inside of you
That day.
Back to my room and back inside my nest
It’s not my day today
Back to my room and back inside my nest
It’s obvious I don’t belong.
Plastic men have sold
Now all my youth is sore and old
“there’s no morning viewâ€
These nights are empty and so are you
There’s nothing you could do
Bruised up jesus for all the shame in you.
And I feel downtown Jesus growing orchids
Out of naked wounds
And I feel you and i
Trying to teach red stones how to fly.
Selling friendshïp for an ounce of gold.
It’s fortune that we play
Matches wouldn’t light
Couldn’t help no Jesus
Couldn’t save no child
Not the one inside of me
And not the one inside of you
That day.
Back to my room and back inside my nest
It’s not my day today
Back to my room and back inside my nest
It’s obvious I don’t belong.
Plastic men have sold
Now all my youth is sore and old
“there’s no morning viewâ€
These nights are empty and so are you
There’s nothing you could do
Bruised up jesus for all the shame in you.
And I feel downtown Jesus growing orchids
Out of naked wounds
And I feel you and i
Trying to teach red stones how to fly.
Selling friendshïp for an ounce of gold.