June 2010
1 post
Hope for every fallen man - relient k
As you push it up through the soil I will shake your filthy hand You may be dead to me but that don’t mean We can’t be friends And now it’s time to get over this Long as it’s just clear you understand That I will never trust a single thing You say again Because the judge of you Is someone I could never be Is why you should thank the Lord That it is Him and it’s not me...