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Saul’s Wait
Saul’s Gate
And David stares down from the ledge
I don’t know how the judges wait for me
Paul’s road
As the tax men watch from the edge
Blinded by
White noise
White light
White heat
I gotta get down
To the prophet to see
‘Bout his Chinese guitar
In a skeleton key
For me
He’s gonna have angels
And Isaiah to sing harmony
Sarah’s home
As she climbs out of an empty car
Where’s the man
Supposed to make it all whole
She calls Ruth
The one who was rumored to be so hard
She wasn’t strong
She was just God damn cold
I gotta get down to the prophet to see
‘Bout his spiritual plan
For my mind to be
Real free
He’s gonna have angels
And Isaiah to sing harmony
There’s questions ‘bout everything
And there’s problems we take to the King
But I found out answers might not be my thing
Saul waits
For a better answer from his kid
He don’t know how we got so far so fast
And the Prodigal Son
Who turned his back on his first place bid
Guess it’s hard to pray for
Both the first and the last
I gotta get down to the prophet to see
“Bout his alternate titles
To bring the world
As it should be
He’s gonna have angels
And Isaiah to sing harmony
They’ll sing for me
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