Bishopskin – Lean Closer

Letra “Bishopskin – Lean Closer” Official Lyrics

My Father can you hear
Brother sun and little sister moon
Lying in the low cut grass
Carving crosses from this wooden tune
My Mother can you see
Am I the man i was meant to be
The only singer in a Lullaby town
Catching the shavings as they whittle down

Lay me prayer
Lead in the dark
Love in the forest
Dove in the park
Singing a song not to spook his rest
In a rolled up prayer nest

Lord I want to lean a little closer
Forgive me for what I’ve done
I want to love a little better
Likе the waves of your beating sun
Lord I want to see a littlе clearer
Feel the scratch of your bearded cheek
And Love a little better not for the wise but the hidden meek

Go to sleep little nun
Stop scratching prayers into the top bunk
I think he heard you the first time
Before the vow of the blood and wine
Swim swimmer monk
Swim swimmer monk
Pray prayer bunk
Pray prayer bunk
If you prayed like you swam in the see
No wonder mountains never mover for me

Lord I want to lean a little closer
Forgive me for for what I’ve done
I want to love a little better
Like the waves of your beating sun
Lord I want to see a little clearer
Feel the scratch of your bearded cheek
And love a little better not for the wise but the hidden meek

Hold your breath swimmer monk
Your heavy prayers make a sailor sunk
Slipping deeper into dark blue peace
A weighty tunic cut for lamb lords fleece
Lay your prayers
England won’t die
Kingdom will come
Kingdom or cry
If you weep like he did for Lazarus
Make a Lazarus out of me

Lord I want to lean a little closer
Forgive me for what I’ve done
I want to love a little better
Like the waves of your beaten son
Lord I want to see a little clearer
Feel the scratch of your bearded cheek
And love a little better not for the wise but the hidden meek

Lord I want to lean a little closer
Forgive me for what I’ve done
I want to love a little better
Like the waves of your beating sun
Lord I want to see a little clearer
Feel the scratch of your bearded cheek
And love a little better not for the wise but the hidden meek

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