songwriting & modeling by BIG VOID
Forgive Me Father
I saw anger in his eyes
cause my answer was a lie
Autumn makes our rice field
sway with the ripe golden ears
Forgive me father
for I am a sinner
Call down a blessing
on the people who lost their temper
Almost forever
We are just beginners
Go down a road together
It was a cold November
I saw wonders in the sky
as I answered with a sigh
Owllight makes our rice field
shine with the ripe golden ears
Forgive me father
I'm about to murder
Call down a curse
upon the people who sold my treasure
Birds of a feather
say the same old prayer
Go down a road together
It was a cold November