The Spirit We

I could be an angel
Dressed in the devil’s clothes
But they’ll never let me in
Not as long as anger grows
Are you willing to forgive
What you never can forget
Where I come from is my country
And that I can’t regret

Easily you come to me
Summoning The Spirit we
Only have a minute
To never grow old

You say I’m not welcome
In your family’s home
They are ready for divorce
And they do not even know
All the ways that I behave
In the safety of your heart
Not willing to receive
What may be the softest part
So willing to deceive-so
Very in the dark

Easily you come to me
Summoning The Spirit we
Only have a minute
To never grow old
Easily you climb
Inside hoping
For a place to hide
In each others
Inner-cities of the soul

Oh, I could wait for you
To never come through
But oh, I will pray for you
Pray for you, pray for you
To be true, ooh, oh, oh
I will pray for you
I will pray for you

Cause you are not a play thing
Nor am I but a toy
You have all of my respect
In this moment of rejoicing
Is never very easy
In colonies of doubt
I’ve been conquering
My own cause
That’s what loves about
Easily, never easily
Easily you come to me
Summoning The Spirit we

I could be an angel
Dressed in the devil’s clothes
But they’ll never let me in
Not as long as anger grows
Are you ready to retrieve
What we never can restart
I am more willing to bleed
Than I am to be apart

Easily you come to me
Summoning The Spirit we
Only have a minute
To never grow old
Easily you climb
Inside hoping
For a place to hide
In each others
Inner-cities of the soul