Making Me (LP Version)

[ti:Making Me (LP Version)] [ar:Downhere] [al:Downhere] [by:季风网-【http://www.ip21.cn】] [offset:0] Making Me (LP Version) - Downhere Well the poet is stuck in the mud And the dreamer is Finding his way home from the stars And the visionary's watching his feet 'Cause the sentimental fool is numb again Simple hand simple eye nothing to write home about The artist chisels at the stone Curious the child tugs the fingers of the bigger He wants to see the face that is his own He's not alone Lord help me be the one You're making me yeah Lord help me see the one You're making me One You're making me the one You're making me Well we push it off and pull Him in We fist His lips and we kick His shin We post a sign turn and throttle away And we barely listen to a single word He has to say By His eye a tendril fell He cast a word but not a spell It's all tied up it's all done I was a cancer but You have made me a son Lord help me be the one You're making me yeah Lord help me see the one You're making me One you're making me the one you're making me I feel the wild whims of the wicked as I wonder whether Ashes burn twice or these thoughts be put under a fire To be burned as I have tried to Learn from the whisper of his will While I am standing still The night fell fast I crashed and blast my prayers Like through a megaphone Aimed all of my feelings at the ceiling 'Cuz I want to know who I am and if I really have a home Lord help me be the one You're making me yeah Lord help me see the one You're making me One You're making me the one you're making me Lord please help me be the one You're making me Please Lord please help me The one You're making me The one You're making me The one You're Lord please help me be the one You're making me The one You're making me The one You're making me