Wash me clean again And take me down in your water And try to make me understand Cause in this life that I live I might have grown a little harder But so have these times Where we just war with words And fight for rights to take a life In the name of peace But we cannot hide behind our picket fences, Abortion lines, and worn defenses I don't understand Touch and go, it survives In this land of our fathers The bleeding and the needing Are left behind You say one name out aloud While inside you feel another But there is some comfort in pleasing the crowd So you just raise your hands up to the sky And scream a verse that will make them cry But when those politics They don't stick around Those words fight back They'll take you down And you won't understand So Lord search my soul And find the need to break this stone And plant a seed and find me Find a place for me inside
Wash me clean again And take me down in your water And try to make me understand Cause in this life that I live I might have grown a little harder But so have these times Where we just war with words And fight for rights to take a life In the name of peace But we cannot hide behind our picket fences, Abortion lines, and worn defenses I don't understand Touch and go, it survives In this land of our fathers The bleeding and the needing Are left behind You say one name out aloud While inside you feel another But there is some comfort in pleasing the crowd So you just raise your hands up to the sky And scream a verse that will make them cry But when those politics They don't stick around Those words fight back They'll take you down And you won't understand So Lord search my soul And find the need to break this stone And plant a seed and find me Find a place for me inside
