Sins of My Fathers - Poor Bishop Hooper

Sins of My Fathers Lyrics

About as numbered as the stars
Were the ways I fell apart
Staying silent in the light
Staling silent in the dark
About as lonesome as my hands
Holding onto everything I can
Even the sun is on its own
Some distant prison left to burn
Oh leave me to the desert now
Take my hands, freely bound
Sweat the sins of my fathers out
I'll sweat the sins of my fathers out
Dripping those spirits back to salt
Down to the earth where I drilled it from
Then I will die die die

In the warmest arms I was ever held by
Hands so hot they blur the sky
And so sweet I don't know why
Any man can be afraid in the light of day
It's the mystery that makes for confusing rays
Oh leave me to the desert now
Take my hands, freely bound
Sweat the sins of my fathers out
I'll sweat the sins of my fathers out
Oh leave me to the desert now
Take my hands, freely bound
Sweat the sins of my fathers out
I'll sweat the sins of my fathers out
Can I get a drink (drink drink)
Can I get a drink (drink drink)
That isn't stained by history
(x4)
Oh leave me to the desert now
Take my hands, freely bound
Sweat the sins of my fathers out
I'll sweat the sins of my fathers out