I have held my hands out way too long
To the obstination of my soul
I’ve fallen for the letter and the law
And chosen with my will the shorter straw
I’m the tree they call the hollow oak
Born a steady riser full of smoke
Through my indignation i am broke
But you can write with mercy every note
This is my resurrection song
Written in the only book i know
You can file it in a draw with all the wrongs i’ve done
This is my resurrection song
I can follow all the stars i want
Write my destiny in every font
But only you can see the needs i don’t
And wrestle with my heart at every joint
This is my resurrection song
Written in the only ink i own
You erase the blazing fire of all the things i’ve done
This is my resurrection song
