Tell God that I'm listening
to every word he says
it'll take more than these two hands
to cover these two ears
Please excuse my soapy breath
My mother tried her best
I curse like a sailor
no matter how much soap she kept
They say you can't walk with a swagger
On the straight righteous path to the Lord
But please sir I'm tired and legs are sore
forgive me if my gait seems unsure
Tell god I'm still listening
I still capitalize his name
I tried to spell it different ways
but it didn't sound the same
I think its slightly unfair
he used to shout through the clouds
it seems to be a bad sign
the skies been silent for years now
Are you first are you foremost a father
even on the days that I just need a friend
If I told you my body was burning
you say stop putting on what you can't put out
all I need is a little peak a little peak
and I swear I'd believe
all we need to set us free to set us free
is a little divine company
I thought I could whisper
and he'd hear every word
He's your dad could you talk to him
your close from what I've heard
Dear Jesus the more the merrier
I'll take forgiveness from whoever I can
I'll bury it I'll bury it much deeper
then the houses I built on the sand
Cara Beth Satalino's delicately melodic yet resilient indie folk songs sparkle with lyrical wit and hard-won wisdom. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 10, 2024