God In the Corner Store - Sodastream

Man needs colour to change his name

Gentle breeze collided softly in his ear

Breath of god all over

In this time we went away

Tenderness come hold in the storm

Man likes to take to feel his chains

Man likes to take time to view his pain

And in between fully felt the lie low

For between never saw the sky move

Fend off this nighttime there’s a storm we have to clear

Lay down your empty cup and wait

Choose a day that won’t compete and a day will disappear

Choose a cup that won’t be left in line

Fortune may complain

Fortune may complain

My little lady my god in the corner store

Lay down make a bed where the child from the woman can sleep

My little campsong breathes fire on the welcome sign

Take this harmony home

Fortune may complain

Fortune may complain