He'll bury us all in misery.
Buried underneath the mountain of control.
But I am the white light
In the potter's eyes.
When you come wandering home.
Where are you now?
When the world is crashing
And all the creatures are calling.
Where are you now?
In rhythm with the subtle sound of Him whispering.
You are wounded now, I know.
You are wounded now.
And the world is crashing down, I know.
You are wounded now.
He'll bury us all in misery.
Buried underneath the mountain of control.
But I am the white light
In the potter's eyes.
When you come wandering home.
Where are you now?
In this time, I've wandered to find the way out.
But I am the spawn
Of the wolf and the jackal.
And there is no hope for me.
Whish is why instead of walking upright,
You walk with a crooked spine.
And you'll bury us all in misery.
Misery, buried underneath the mountain of control.
But I am the white light
In the potter's eyes.
When you come wandering home.
I am the spawn of the wolf and the jackal.
So, hear the sound within me.
