Lyrics

Shake the land feel it quaking, these are desperate times
Give us wine to make us stagger, and a bow to save our lives,
And take these sandals I've been wearing and toss them along the way
Try not to get so angry and live another day

Chorus
And on any given Sunday, you can find me on my knees
Searching for an answer maybe hearing angels sing
Voices in the distance, I can hear them calling me
And on any given Sunday, Sunday

Coals of juniper are waiting to peirce my wounded soul,
My tears have all but faded out the silence carries on
And oh I feel so angry, I feel alot of pain
I pray to God tommorrow will be a better day

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Oh I feel like I'm so lost, Oh I feel like I've been tossed

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