Help Me / The Spirit and the Flesh - Neal Morse

Help me I have fallen

And I can’t get up

Help me I’ve used razors

To heal me where I’m cut

Help me I’ve used chemicals

To ease the pain

What was pink is now purple

What was clean is now stained

Help me I’m in danger

I just know I am

I’ve become a stranger

In my own homeland

Fear has crept upon me

Like a shadow from the grave

What I thought was freedom

Has now chained me like a slave

Help me I have fallen and I can’t get up

But I believe that you can lift me up

If you’re real, God please lift me up

Help me I’m in trouble

I can hear the lions roar

Being drawn closer

To the threshing floor

I invented my own wisdom

Like a counterfeiter’s stash

But I couldn’t create my own heaven

Just a lot of worthless trash

Help me I have fallen and I can’t get up

But I believe that you can lift me up

If you’re real, God please lift me up

Help me I have fallen and I can’t get up

But I believe that you can lift me up

If you’re real, God please, please

Help me

Help me

Please, help me

Help me

Help me

Please, help me

Help me, Lord

Help me, Lord