Craig M Clarke - The Penny in His Pocket Lyrics

I've seen a face cashing out
Without a trace
Without a doubt

Things can always get worse
Things can always go wrong
Our perception is like a mistress
When our reality calls us home

I felt a wall crashing down
Destroying my construction
It barely made a sound

It's like the penny in my pocket
Is the sum of all I'm worth
So I prepare myself to respect
That soon I will be dirt

Here comes my savior
Here comes my ride
Here comes my savior

Now look at my face
It's shining around
Pointed to the sky
My feet off the ground

Things can always get better
Bad can always turn right
It's just my knew respective
The reality of Christ

I'm a penny in His pocket