Daytime

Rane over me As new fallen snows And the power of Him Like lust Only grows You can't stop The hero For all of his hype And heaven dust crowns Mister Jones at his height The peak of my measure Sweet Jesus in vein A habit I practice Must end in due pain Trudging in tar Made it too hard to walk But galloping horses Encircle my block Can Judas save me? Too floating to tell How long will it last? My brother from hell