Poetry - Pat Green

Poetry - Pat Green
Written by：Walt Wilkins/davis raines
Some things I've done make my conscience burn
My very spine shudder and squirm
I only hope that I've learned from my sin
I heard a voice when I was thirteen
Got baptized washed up clean
The world has a way if you know what I mean
To scuff you up again and again
I can't explain a blessed thing
Not a falling star or a feathered wing
How a man in chains has the strength to sing
Just one thing is clear to me
There's always more than what appears to be
When the light's just right
I swear I see
Man's caught you
Somebody made every thing
The soul inside out to saturn's rings
How my baby smiles and how Ray Charles sings
Of course we were created
The clouds make rain the ocean makes sand
The earth breates fire and lava makes land
Now that took a mighty hand
And a wild imagination
I can't explain a blessed thing
Not a falling star or a feathered wing
How a man in chains has the strength to sing
Enough love way
Just one thing is clear to me
There's always more than what appears to be
When the light's just right
I swear I see
Yeah yeah
Oh love poetry
The dreams I dreamed came back ten fold
The friends I have to the woman I hold
I look down and I'm on streets of gold
After all the mud along the way
And sometimes the big old mystery
Just leans right on me
Whispers that I'm home and I am free
And I'll take that any day
Any day
I can't explain a blessed thing
Not a falling star or a feathered wing
How a man in chains has the strength to sing
I could do
Just one thing is clear to me
There's always more than what appears to be
And when the light's just right
I swear I see yeah
Just one thing is clear to me
There's always more than what appears to be
And when the light's just right
I swear I see
Man's poetry