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Til Rocks Cry Out
03:21
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If we learned from pain I don’t think the world would be the same
Haven’t we suffered enough
Between Christ on the tree, crusades, and slavery
We’ve shed more than enough blood to fill this cup
And we’ll still kill you if you’re born with a different pigment than the norm
Cause we’re afraid of what we don’t see
Maybe that’s why you hate gays and spent all your days
Immersed in pain, when it’s love that will set us free
If we learned from death why are we all Macbeth’s
Killing anyone that threatens our success
That we equate with a surplus, like our stocks of ammunition
Waiting on the next war to profit
I like to tell myself I’m different, but I’m a convict of my condition
Self medicating in attempts to forget
You said forgive they know not what they do, but I’ve seen this a time or two
No regard for women and a penchant for abuse
So I’ll scream out why did you forsake thee
To the forest that lies before me
As I wait to hear the rocks cry out
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Lord, If You're Willing
03:25
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Lord if You’re willing, won’t you take this cup from me
And pour another round of whiskey, on the way to Galilee
If I can’t walk on water, then in drowning will I be freed
Lord if You’re willing, please take this cup from me
Lord if You’re willing, please gouge out mine eyes
Cause I don’t deserve to look on these heavenly skies
And only in the darkness will I be able to see the light
Lord if You’re willing, please gouge out mine eyes
Lord how could it be your will, to do anything I ask
I’ve reached the end of my bottle, but I’d like to have one more glass
I’m the bastard son of a murderer, dead since I was born
How could thorns be enough, to save this child scorn
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If You're Listening
04:08
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All of my struggles are moving towards my fears
And death is a sound I think I was never meant to hear
I’ve never been alone, maybe that’s what I fear
As all of my struggles move away from my fears
All of my pride, is founded in grief
I rarely see more than a broken teen
Executions of souls, get handed out with technology
There’s death in never being alone I can see
If there’s a God can he hear me scream
Above the phones and the TV screens
Through the smog can he even see
Above the mountains I hope my voice should reach
If there’s a God can he hear me scream
Above the phones and the TV screens
Could he take the time to answer me
A sinner who deserves nothing
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Deliverance
04:18
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Lord how many are my enemies
That wage war against me
And taunting forever I’ve received
That you will not deliver
Buy you oh God are my shield
My defense in this blood stained field
Please soon Lord won’t you reveal
Your might and power forever
I call your name in silent
But your voice remains silent
In the mountain I’m sealed from violence
To hear of your endeavors
I lie to rest and wake again
I shall not fear one thousand men
Who know not what they do amen
God why do you love this beggar
Arise the Lord doth say to me
He strikes down all my enemies
And he breaks the wicked from my teeth
My Lord has delivered
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Lament
04:54
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I’m a man who’s seen affliction, at the hand of the Lord’s wrath
He’s driven me out and made me walk in the darkness of my path
He’s made my skin and flesh grow old, and he’s broken my bones
I’m a man who cannot escape, the weight of my chains
I cry for help he answers not, my prayerful pains
He’s made my skin and flesh grow old, and he’s broken my bones
I call from the depths of my pit, You hear my plea as I cry for relief
Do not fear the shadow of death, is no match for the flame my wrath begets
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Steven Dunn Nashville, Tennessee
The musical musings of a hoosier. With "soulful lyrics", “raw, haunting vocals” his "melodious and mellifluous.." tunes range from blues to ambient garage rock. Simply put, "Steven's music is a worthy listen!" - Glen Furr - WGRE
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