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New Song: Wanted/ Unwanted Man

I sure hope you are having a wonderful Saturday.  This is a song that I finished writing on Thursday about a trip I took to Kentucky, and it probably is about other stuff too.  Let me know what you think, and expect a Subversion of the Day coming soon based on the trip.  Blessings.

I was raised to worship Jesus in cathedrals made of stone.
Skin and skeleton weren’t tabernacle cause they chained my flesh and bone.
Now you know I ain’t like the foxes, cause I ain’t got a home,
And I decided to cut my losses and let the dead bury their own.

It all started like a spark but wound up like a flood.
There were words and thoughts trapped in my heart
And coursing through my blood.
So as soon as I looked westward, naturally that’s where I steered.
I had to drain my corpse of the poison, I had to get my head clear.

Chorus-
Oh dear God can you help me?
I’m a wanted/unwanted man.
Should I build a house on rock or sand?
Precious Lord, please take my hand.
Take my hand, lead me on, help me stand, take my hand.

Well I drug this bike all over the Bluegrass and Appalachia.
It’s only eight hundred fifty cc’s.  You know I hope that don’t displace you.
I met angels of wind, I seen messengers of fire.
The latter helped to get the thing lit, but the former took the flames up higher.

Chorus

When I got back it was at sundown, or maybe it had already set.
I was shaking from the beating, I was shaking with regret.
I heard and felt the Weight of my mistakes, and maybe it will pass.
Or maybe that place burned down long ago and I was sleeping with the ash.

Chorus

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About everydaysubversive

I am a subversive. I want you to come with me. I want you to subvert the powers and principalities with me. This blog will be the incoherent ramblings of a border-line crazed militant, peppered with book reviews, songs, poems, stories, commentary, and the Word of God. And, which will be the reoccurring theme, regular suggestions on how to daily subvert the forces of darkness. This is going to get messy. You might bleed a little, and i might as well. At any rate, stay tuned, there should be a lot to talk about.

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