When the kingdom comes He puts his records on And with his blistered thumb hits play Now with the volume up He goes and fills his cup And lets the drummers drum take away
The pain The pain Breaking Forsaken
What’s that you’re taken Believing the feeling He lets the records play Should future dim The cigarette light’s in The vaporizer green light grim
And when the shot glass talks he goes to listens up Until he’s nice and numb again Again
Shaken The breaking Not one for faking The reeling is healing
He lets the records play There’s wisdom in his ways I’ve been down and I fell so hard and far from grace I’ve been hurt and I still recall the flaws on her face I’ve been off but I'm on up upon my feet My feet again
Shaken Forsaken What’s that you’re taking The weeding The feeling He lets the records play
Shaken But breaking Not one for faking The reeling is healing He lets the records play There’s wisdom in his ways
