set your ways to the sky
the rain will wash your past away
don't let your pride
go to your bubble of bone
dont let your selfish cause
cloud your mind
its not worth the trouble
righteousness will be your victory
the tears you cry will wither.
set your ways to the sky
the rain will wash your past away
don't let your pride
go to your bubble of bone
dont let your selfish cause
cloud your mind
its not worth the trouble
righteousness will be your victory
the tears you cry will wither.