Pilgrim - So Long Forgotten

This rope has got me by the teeth

And I didn’t know I could be so foolish

Neglect to allow the grass its growth

But the rope is hard on a wealthy man

With shaky hands, comfortable in his clothes

The fear with the green is

His prudent parents bestowed

This place is cold

Yet is it bold

This place is cold

Yet is it bold

This place is cold

Yet is it bold

This place has grown so cold

And I can’t sing, I can’t sing

Phrases like the trees oh no

But I can fall to my knees

But I can find them beautiful

Like a nun to a tall white symbol

Oh my God, make me weak

And I can leave my mouth where it’s hidden

To the weeds, leave it hidden

Among the Pharisees, 'till I speak love

And a righteous man claims heresy

I saw Jesus among the pigeons

But I found Him in a drunk man’s vision

I just wanna give, I just wanna give

I just wanna give what I’ve been given

This place is bold

This place is darkness it needs not our assistance

Oh my God

Make me weak

Make me weak

So I can be

Strong enough to lead

This place is for the birds (It's for the birds)

This place is for the birds (It's for the birds)

This place is for the birds (It's for the birds)

This place is for the birds (It's for the birds)

This place is for the birds (It's for the birds)

This place