Clap Your Hands Say Yeah - If I Were More Like Jesus

If I were more like Jesus
I'd get down on my knees to pray
But I'm not

My daughter sits upon uncertain shoulders
I guess fate is sticking to its guns

And you stood out on the front porch shouting
"There's a soul in everything
There's a reason for all that has occurred"
But I am not behind the door
I don't live there anymore

Unmitigated fever
The doctor says he just don't know why I've come
Hallucinations and courageous stands
But sooner or later, boy, you know you're going under
Was that a shot fired in the distance?
Was that a knock?
Were those mumbled words yours?
How can I be sure when I don't live there anymore?

And I'm climbing this ladder
My head in the clouds
And I hope that it matters
I am having my doubts

If I were more like Jesus
I'd get down on my knees to pray
But I'm not

Written by:
Alexander John Ounsworth

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