Charlie Barnes - Sing To God Lyrics

""How strangely words like this still fit across my mouth Hung up by the wrists perfect portrait of myself Beyond the obvious I've little else to add To an unfinished poem I'll never understand Lies from your furthest teeth I bought with gold Colour me black and blue from mistakes of old And spare me all the oldest tricks from books I've never read I've all the solace I will ever need in your own hand Cover my lips won't you? For they know not what they do. Is it sinful to pray without a cross but for my fingers behind my back? I was hoping you would find out... I was hoping you would find out... I was hoping you would find out... I was hoping you would find out... I was hoping you would find out... I was hoping you would find out...""