Beer Pressure - Caravels

I had it nestled there, right beside my bed

Bound in faux leather, and comfortably set

Off to the side of a life largely predisposed to ignoring it

I had it stationed there, ordered not to move

It had pitched it’s creed, what was left to do

Well you could sit and you could wait and there was not much else

But tally years as they come, mark them down one by one

Stifled dreams of mine, my claustrophobic mind

They get lost and never find their way to you

Words without a voice, our holy father’s choice

I want to be used, what good am i mute

I want you to yearn, i want my pages turned

I want to be used, to pledge myself to you

I won’t ever falter, no i’ll be forever your stubborn strength

That is a promise that i’m able to make

I won’t ever falter, no i’ll be forever your stubborn strength

I can forgive you for making me wait

You can’t reject me after all that i’ve done

While you shuffle your feet, twiddle your thumbs

I stand here before you with choice disguised as fate

I give you the world and you shove it back in my face

Hadn’t i known that salvation was prearranged

Hadn’t i known that sinning was a calculated mistake

Hadn’t i known that i was gonna need saving one day

That it’s a destiny that we share

Our god-given capacity to err

And our history of fabled opportunity