sacred to the pain
๐ต 2078 characters
โฑ๏ธ 4:54 duration
๐ ID: 16155577
๐ Lyrics
Mama, Mama holding my hand in the storm
Audience participation
heavy in my dreams
The church choir is singing my favorite inspiration
God is alive!
God is real!
He is right here!
In my hands!
He is on gigs and fucking in the mid-western clubs
Roll with us, baby!
Roll with us!
Shower us with that funk!
That country funk!
Backward swamp!
And bayou funk!
Way back
Into the bottom of slave ships
And deep dark funky screams!
That caress our souls
And make us pat our feet
To the rhythm
To the blues
To the jazz
And to the music in your heart
Makes us want to dance
And so I play!
I play!
I play walking through their smiles
Pain up tempo
Sensitivity open to the fore winds
I want you to feel this thing
I feel, when finger touches dreams
This strange thing
That kisses my lips
Whispers in my ears
Embraces all that I am
This thing called love
Love; with no one to receive it
Love; with no one to understand it
Love; with no one to care for it
Musical discontent in a trance
Eyes rolling back into my head
Need something
No, not that!
My head needs something
No, not that!
Temporary pleasure
Temporary pleasure
becomes permanent emotions
that separate, leaving me In so many many places
Musical genius
Human Demon
So fragile
So vulnerable
So very real to myself
Oh, of God is your appreciation!
Please listen!
It is so lonely!
So very lonely down here!
And all of this sound
All of this passion forcing itself upon my reason
This is for you, Mama!
This is for you!
For all of the worry
For all the tears wasted on worthless days
For all the times that I've climbed into my fears without praying
For all the bitterness and rage you've turned into magic and beauty
And now, I lay me down to sleep
I pray my soul the music will keep
Up to the bridge
I hear the chord
Taking home to meet my lord
I leave you my soul
I leave you my heart
One more solo
Before, I depart
Mama, Mama holding my hand in the storm
Audience participation
So heavy in my dreams
The church choir is singing my favorite inspiration
God is real!
God is alive!
He is right here!
In my hands!
Listen
Audience participation
heavy in my dreams
The church choir is singing my favorite inspiration
God is alive!
God is real!
He is right here!
In my hands!
He is on gigs and fucking in the mid-western clubs
Roll with us, baby!
Roll with us!
Shower us with that funk!
That country funk!
Backward swamp!
And bayou funk!
Way back
Into the bottom of slave ships
And deep dark funky screams!
That caress our souls
And make us pat our feet
To the rhythm
To the blues
To the jazz
And to the music in your heart
Makes us want to dance
And so I play!
I play!
I play walking through their smiles
Pain up tempo
Sensitivity open to the fore winds
I want you to feel this thing
I feel, when finger touches dreams
This strange thing
That kisses my lips
Whispers in my ears
Embraces all that I am
This thing called love
Love; with no one to receive it
Love; with no one to understand it
Love; with no one to care for it
Musical discontent in a trance
Eyes rolling back into my head
Need something
No, not that!
My head needs something
No, not that!
Temporary pleasure
Temporary pleasure
becomes permanent emotions
that separate, leaving me In so many many places
Musical genius
Human Demon
So fragile
So vulnerable
So very real to myself
Oh, of God is your appreciation!
Please listen!
It is so lonely!
So very lonely down here!
And all of this sound
All of this passion forcing itself upon my reason
This is for you, Mama!
This is for you!
For all of the worry
For all the tears wasted on worthless days
For all the times that I've climbed into my fears without praying
For all the bitterness and rage you've turned into magic and beauty
And now, I lay me down to sleep
I pray my soul the music will keep
Up to the bridge
I hear the chord
Taking home to meet my lord
I leave you my soul
I leave you my heart
One more solo
Before, I depart
Mama, Mama holding my hand in the storm
Audience participation
So heavy in my dreams
The church choir is singing my favorite inspiration
God is real!
God is alive!
He is right here!
In my hands!
Listen
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[01:28.26] Mama, Mama holding my hand in the storm
[01:31.01] Audience participation
[01:33.37] heavy in my dreams
[01:35.23] The church choir is singing my favorite inspiration
[01:39.18] God is alive!
[01:40.71] God is real!
[01:41.64] He is right here!
[01:42.62] In my hands!
[01:44.21] He is on gigs and fucking in the mid-western clubs
[01:47.46] Roll with us, baby!
[01:48.76] Roll with us!
[01:49.55] Shower us with that funk!
[01:51.01] That country funk!
[01:52.87] Backward swamp!
[01:53.92] And bayou funk!
[01:55.29] Way back
[01:56.43] Into the bottom of slave ships
[01:58.82] And deep dark funky screams!
[02:01.67] That caress our souls
[02:03.29] And make us pat our feet
[02:04.80] To the rhythm
[02:05.81] To the blues
[02:07.42] To the jazz
[02:08.62] And to the music in your heart
[02:10.60] Makes us want to dance
[02:12.19] And so I play!
[02:13.56] I play!
[02:14.36] I play walking through their smiles
[02:16.95] Pain up tempo
[02:18.82] Sensitivity open to the fore winds
[02:21.77] I want you to feel this thing
[02:24.01] I feel, when finger touches dreams
[02:26.92] This strange thing
[02:28.44] That kisses my lips
[02:30.04] Whispers in my ears
[02:31.81] Embraces all that I am
[02:34.16] This thing called love
[02:36.49] Love; with no one to receive it
[02:39.03] Love; with no one to understand it
[02:41.47] Love; with no one to care for it
[02:45.15] Musical discontent in a trance
[02:47.49] Eyes rolling back into my head
[02:50.32] Need something
[02:51.36] No, not that!
[02:52.67] My head needs something
[02:55.25] No, not that!
[02:57.86] Temporary pleasure
[02:59.40] Temporary pleasure
[03:00.97] becomes permanent emotions
[03:02.83] that separate, leaving me In so many many places
[03:07.50] Musical genius
[03:08.77] Human Demon
[03:09.95] So fragile
[03:11.32] So vulnerable
[03:12.40] So very real to myself
[03:14.55] Oh, of God is your appreciation!
[03:17.61] Please listen!
[03:19.27] It is so lonely!
[03:21.01] So very lonely down here!
[03:22.86] And all of this sound
[03:24.58] All of this passion forcing itself upon my reason
[03:29.59] This is for you, Mama!
[03:31.17] This is for you!
[03:32.20] For all of the worry
[03:33.73] For all the tears wasted on worthless days
[03:36.61] For all the times that I've climbed into my fears without praying
[03:41.71] For all the bitterness and rage you've turned into magic and beauty
[03:48.48] And now, I lay me down to sleep
[03:52.60] I pray my soul the music will keep
[03:55.35] Up to the bridge
[03:57.85] I hear the chord
[03:59.25] Taking home to meet my lord
[04:02.15] I leave you my soul
[04:03.98] I leave you my heart
[04:06.52] One more solo
[04:08.62] Before, I depart
[04:12.73] Mama, Mama holding my hand in the storm
[04:15.08] Audience participation
[04:16.83] So heavy in my dreams
[04:18.90] The church choir is singing my favorite inspiration
[04:23.62] God is real!
[04:25.63] God is alive!
[04:27.48] He is right here!
[04:29.08] In my hands!
[04:31.75] Listen
[04:53.79]
[01:31.01] Audience participation
[01:33.37] heavy in my dreams
[01:35.23] The church choir is singing my favorite inspiration
[01:39.18] God is alive!
[01:40.71] God is real!
[01:41.64] He is right here!
[01:42.62] In my hands!
[01:44.21] He is on gigs and fucking in the mid-western clubs
[01:47.46] Roll with us, baby!
[01:48.76] Roll with us!
[01:49.55] Shower us with that funk!
[01:51.01] That country funk!
[01:52.87] Backward swamp!
[01:53.92] And bayou funk!
[01:55.29] Way back
[01:56.43] Into the bottom of slave ships
[01:58.82] And deep dark funky screams!
[02:01.67] That caress our souls
[02:03.29] And make us pat our feet
[02:04.80] To the rhythm
[02:05.81] To the blues
[02:07.42] To the jazz
[02:08.62] And to the music in your heart
[02:10.60] Makes us want to dance
[02:12.19] And so I play!
[02:13.56] I play!
[02:14.36] I play walking through their smiles
[02:16.95] Pain up tempo
[02:18.82] Sensitivity open to the fore winds
[02:21.77] I want you to feel this thing
[02:24.01] I feel, when finger touches dreams
[02:26.92] This strange thing
[02:28.44] That kisses my lips
[02:30.04] Whispers in my ears
[02:31.81] Embraces all that I am
[02:34.16] This thing called love
[02:36.49] Love; with no one to receive it
[02:39.03] Love; with no one to understand it
[02:41.47] Love; with no one to care for it
[02:45.15] Musical discontent in a trance
[02:47.49] Eyes rolling back into my head
[02:50.32] Need something
[02:51.36] No, not that!
[02:52.67] My head needs something
[02:55.25] No, not that!
[02:57.86] Temporary pleasure
[02:59.40] Temporary pleasure
[03:00.97] becomes permanent emotions
[03:02.83] that separate, leaving me In so many many places
[03:07.50] Musical genius
[03:08.77] Human Demon
[03:09.95] So fragile
[03:11.32] So vulnerable
[03:12.40] So very real to myself
[03:14.55] Oh, of God is your appreciation!
[03:17.61] Please listen!
[03:19.27] It is so lonely!
[03:21.01] So very lonely down here!
[03:22.86] And all of this sound
[03:24.58] All of this passion forcing itself upon my reason
[03:29.59] This is for you, Mama!
[03:31.17] This is for you!
[03:32.20] For all of the worry
[03:33.73] For all the tears wasted on worthless days
[03:36.61] For all the times that I've climbed into my fears without praying
[03:41.71] For all the bitterness and rage you've turned into magic and beauty
[03:48.48] And now, I lay me down to sleep
[03:52.60] I pray my soul the music will keep
[03:55.35] Up to the bridge
[03:57.85] I hear the chord
[03:59.25] Taking home to meet my lord
[04:02.15] I leave you my soul
[04:03.98] I leave you my heart
[04:06.52] One more solo
[04:08.62] Before, I depart
[04:12.73] Mama, Mama holding my hand in the storm
[04:15.08] Audience participation
[04:16.83] So heavy in my dreams
[04:18.90] The church choir is singing my favorite inspiration
[04:23.62] God is real!
[04:25.63] God is alive!
[04:27.48] He is right here!
[04:29.08] In my hands!
[04:31.75] Listen
[04:53.79]