Back a long long time ago
Back when I was young
There was a preacher man
A first or second son
I swear the things he said
The things he said were lies
But the truth is set
Pick a new disguise
Lord, please save me from my youth
I don't want to be the one to accuse
Lord, please save me from the truth
It just so happens to be keeping me from you
Way back on the old schoolyard
Lucy called his name
He said there's nowhere to hide
She said this ain't no game
She said I followed you and
I know where you come from
She would open eyes
He would turn and run
Lord, please save me from my youth
I don't like you but I like the abuse
Lord, please save me from the truth
Let down you hair, let up and let me let loose
Put your mind at ease somewhere
Inside the grip of fate
Keep it in the present tense
Far from the end of days
And we will make a home for you
And keep you in a stall
Just send us your arms
So we can take your soul
Lord, please save me from the proof
That they contrive and misalign and misconstrue
Lord, I wanna tell the truth
But it keeps changing not just like my faith in you
Lord, I really do love you