From the album Hello Me To You

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Lyrics

So here I lie at the bottom of the garden
Can I say something, well I beg your pardon
If there was a chance I could get myself out of here
If there was a chance could you lend me your ear

You know I was the man with a penchant
For the brutalist melody and things I won’t begin to mention
Clothed in purple and finest attire
Now my body is thrown in the fire

Is there someone to thank
Is there someone to thank for all of this
Is there someone to thank for all of this

Oh please tell my brothers about me so
At my father’s house I really want them to know
You say they have the prophets and Moses
But is a dead man’s account really so worthless

Now I’m crushed under the heel of the enemy
And I’m cursed and separated by this enmity
I know my mistake I should have heard the cries
Of the broken hearted that I did despise

Is there someone to thank
Is there someone to thank for all of this
Is there someone to thank for all of this
Is there someone to thank for all of this

Look at the truth I denied
The chasm is long and it’s wide and
The distance is burning me up inside
Is there someone to thank
Is there someone to thank for all of this

Is there someone to thank
Is there someone to thank for all of this
Is there someone to thank for all of this, yeah yeah

Is there someone to thank
Is there someone to thank for all of this
Is there someone to thank for all of this

(Luke 16:19-31)

© 2009 Victor Stranges