God, I pray for you, quite the task at hand
Dear God I wait for you, child to a man
God, do you hear cries of kindred souls
Dear God the broken man reaps what he has sown
Pray for me, I am not alone
Dear God exorcise strangers from my home
So cold the winter of discontent, a lifetime to remember
Life seems so animated, neurons firing round after round
How illogical, stillness makes my skin crawl
But where [bad word] isn't any where at all
I can't let them take me down
Will her sickness break her crown?
Why in the name of god would they hold her down?
I can't let them put me six feet under
One eyed Pollyanna left out in the rain
stitch in time will mend her fine and on the shelf again
Scarecrow and the tin man dancing in her [bad word] the dawn a bitter pill keeps her there it seems
Shelter me my asylum, shelter me
Incarnation of the dead memories
Masterful liar, a reflection
We are flawed, flawed to perfection
In the eyes of a child, cut so deep she’ll never ever love again
His addiction left her bleeding
In the eyes of a child, locked away in a heart shaped box
It holds a secret she hears it breathing
In the end thy [bad word]  in the end thy will be done
This and nothing more quoth the raven
In the end thy [bad word]  in the end thy will be done
Here forevermore, this and nothing more
Rise higher open your eyes child
All of God’s graces you were born to be here
Just as you are child neurotically wired 
Rivers of tears won't wash the strand away
Rise higher open your eyes child
All of God’s graces you were born to be
Will I always see through the eyes, 
See through the eyes of a child?
Cross eyed Mary quite contraire
How does your garden grow?
Seeds of sorrow yield tomorrow
Harvesting the [bad word] you bestow
Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Walls of shame built brick by brick
Sitting in his angry chair
Fear became a means to his end
In the eyes of a child, cut so deep she'll never love again
His addiction left her bleeding 
In the eyes of a child, buried in a heart shaped box
It holds her secret she hears it breathing
Down on her knees, dying God on a cross of gold
No deliverance tears are seething
All the king’s horses and all the king’s men
Tried but they could not put Pollyanna together again
Rise higher, open your eyes child
All of God’s graces you were meant to be here
More than you are child neurotically wired
Rivers of tears won't wash the strand away
Rise higher open your heart wide
All of your demons will finally fade away
Will I always see through the eyes of a child?
Why do we remember the cold November Rain?
stitch in time would save us nine and on our feet again
Scarecrow and the tin man much like you and I
broken heart you've lost your mind, you [bad word] what you deny
Shelter me my asylum, shelter me
Incarnation of the dead memories
Masterful liar, my reflection
We are flawed, flawed to perfection