The Church
The Church - Myrrh lyrics
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Nightmare descent into Jericho city Camel dust heralds our arrival New Christ beneath the drumkit moon Oh Lord we are threatened again In the slipstream pull of the federal men Plummet in some seamless night Down here to earth it's hopeless then Apache gunman in the boiling crowd Who never got to meet you last time We're interrupted by the telephone You didn't think they were invented then Oh Lord we need miracles We need more wine and gold We need slaves and roads and personal favors We need microphones and manifolds How can you be so invisible Give me the nerves to see Privilege on privilege An unwanted discovery So now we're cruising down this shuddering highway With a dead sun shining on my back And we talk about the way people treat us back there Their hollow laughter, the pain in their eyes Oh Lord I trust your intentions But money strangles our love Struggling like a fool with my junk and my jewels You would have thought I'd had enough How can you be so invisible Give me the nerves to see Privilege on privilege An unwanted discovery