Are your garments all spotless?. Are they white as the snow?. Are you washed in the blood of the lamb?. . Is your soul all spotless?. Is it clean as the snow?.
Got a box full of letters,. Think you might like to read. Some things that you might like to see,. But they're all addressed to me. . Wish I had a lotta answers,.
You've got a blue-eyed soul,. And if you don't let it show,. It'll leave you, you won't even know,. Without your blue-eyed soul. . Can you keep it simple? Can you let the snare crack?.
I watch the clock, a lot. To see where I'm at, in the plot. Its like a movie starring me. Its all so moving to me. . And I don't wanna leave. This walking dream.
Are your garments all spotless?. Are they white as the snow?. Are you washed in the blood of the lamb?. . Is your soul all spotless?. Is it clean as the snow?.
He had a black eye he was proud of. But some of his friends. Made him feel somewhere outside. Of everything and everywhere he'd been. . Like his brothers he emptied himself.