Written February 1, 2019 by @BrigetBoyle[archived], @littlespiral[archived], @elesimo[archived], Ally Gale, @KadieKelly[archived], @mixeract[archived], @phylo[archived]
Recorded by Phil Bearce
Mixed by Phil Bearce & Briget Boyle
Video edited by Briget Boyle
The morning sun came through the glass Found me on my knees at last And I am finally feeling home inside my skin There are Just as many truths as there are humans god shaped holes that something ruined I close my eyes and try to let it in If there were one more way to paradise Would you pay no matter what the price Are you in? Do you believe whatever you are told? Do you trust them more when they are old? Or do you need to know the color of their skin? A woman covered head to toe You’d be surprised at what she knows Do you think your paradise will let her in? If there were one more way to paradise Would you pay no matter what the price Are you in?