Testo Part The Clouds

I like, like to be liked
And no one likes to hear the truth, and I've seen what the truth can do
So I tried, tried to downsize
But part of you that's hard to tell
But the layoff didn't go so well
You beat around the burning bush to let fire win way
God was once so palpable before the shades of grey
Chorus: We might as well just fold our hands if we can't call a spade a spade
'Cause we will miss the heart each time if we won't ever shoot them straight
Pleasantries shading me and you so long
Let's part the clouds and show the world the sun

We think, think were helping
By giving you a little flair
But it doesn't matter what you wear
'Cause right ways aren't your forte
You prefer the merle road even though it's not in Vogue
The Gospel looks so very cold once night as I pass by
By giving my best sugar coat and dressed even alive

Chorus
Is living water when I quench as if its watered down

It's not our place to hide again in this treasure that we found

Chorus (x2)