Dirt Poor Robins Skywriter
I heard the devil speaking
Feeding back through every scar I have received
And I am not alarmed as I should be
Enraptured by the narrative my pain would preach
And I thought the voice was me, thought the voice was me
And I give it up, the past is gone
Can I go on blaming God for all they've done?
But there's a problem in the garden
The serpent robs me of the breath that held the song
That told me I was wrong, told me I was wrong
You better know the words you're gonna say
Skywriter, skywriter
You're never gonna get a second take
Skywriter
I brought a pen into the tempest
Thought up a word to calm the storm
When a sea of troubles rose against me
Disarmed me of my sword and left me stranded
My only view the narrow lens of a kid abandoned and alone
Left trying to contend against the dragons Mighty Leviathan
I wrack my mind to find the sentence that could strike them dead
Leave them for dead
You better know the words you're gonna say
Skywriter, skywriter
You're never gonna get a second take
Skywriter, skywriter
You're waiting for the wind to come and wash the words away
Skywriter, skywriter
You're praying for a storm to break and cover your mistakes
Skywriter, skywriter
You better know the words you're gonna say
Skywriter, skywriter
You're never gonna get a second take
Skywriter, skywriter
You better know the words you're gonna say
Skywriter, skywriter
You're never gonna get a second take
Skywriter, skywriter