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Gospel Plow

Mary wore three links of chain
Every link was Jesus name
Keep your hand on that plow, hold on
Oh Lord, Oh Lord, keep your hand on that plow, hold on
 
Mary, Mark, Luke and John
All these prophets so good and gone
Keep your hand on that plow, hold on
Oh Lord, Oh Lord, keep your hand on that plow, hold on
 
Well, I never been to heaven
But I've been told streets up there
Are lined with gold
Keep your hand on that plow, hold on
 
Oh Lord, Oh Lord, keep your hand on that plow, hold on
Oh Lord, Oh Lord, keep your hand on that plow, hold on
Oh Lord, Oh Lord, keep your hand on that plow, hold on
 

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The Glow

Take some of these candles
The glow will guide you out
Drink all of this water
And make sure that you tell me
 
That this is not the end
 
It's with these I learn
That madness runs in circles
In hot water drift away
Until your skin is the colour of calm
 
It's in steps and turns
That the fire ate the room up
It burned holes in all the chairs
I thought I wouldn't make it past the hour
 
Take some of these candles
The glow will guide you out
Drink all of this water
And make sure that you tell me
 
I should look out through the window
A hundred times a day
And swim out in the distance
To keep a sense of space
'Cause this is not the end of everything ever
Now all your before is somebody's after
 

Hers (Interlude)

When I wear his shirt,
It feels like, like his skin over mine.
And the little holes and tears and shreds on it
Are, are, are the, the memories of the past that
I wasn't there for, but, that somehow I, I,
I feel like I understand more
When it's against my skin.
It's an armor, like a barrier from the world.
Like, our secret nobody else knows
And I like that, you know?
It makes me feel like a woman,
It makes me feel sexy,
It makes me feel...
It makes me feel like I'm his
(I'm his, I'm his, I'm his, I'm his, I'm his)
 

Sell All My Things

In a little while I'll feel better
Gonna travel around the world, gonna see it all
Gonna go to Paris, maybe Rome
But I'll feel better miles away from home
Gotta figure some things out
 
So sell all my things, I'm not coming home
There's nothing there to keep me there
Just heartache and headache
And worries and things that'll bring me down
My head feels much clearer being here
 
In a little while I'll feel better
Gonna spill my heart to every stranger in every town
I'll visit castles in Ireland
Have some fellas play the violin
And play a song for me
 
So sell all my things, I'm not coming home
There's nothing there to keep me there
Just heartache and headache
And worries and things that'll bring me down
My head feels much clearer being here
 

Athlete

Dodging your love, but it's sneaking in
Faking the rush, but it's genuine
You are, you are, you are
The flame that's running my fever
The hit that made me so eager?
Hope your heart is on a timer
'Cause when it's running, then it's running me
 
Even when we just talk
The sweat starts to fall
And I feel like I'm out of my league
You when you just called
You reached through the phone
And you wrap your strong hands around me
 
You are an athlete
On the field make me weak in my knees
On my knees
You are an athlete
And I need you the most
And I want you on my team
I want you on my team
 
Where are you now as it's sinking in
Stay locked on my eyes don't let go of it
You are, you are, you are
The flame that's running my fever
The hit that made me so eager?
Hope your heart is on a timer
'Cause when it's running, then it's running me
 
Even when we just talk
The sweat starts to fall
And I feel like I'm out of my league
You when you just called
You reached through the phone
And you wrap your strong hands around me
 
You are an athlete
On the field make me weak in my knees
You are an athlete
And I need you the most
And I want you on my team
I want you on my team
I want you on my team