The Road Home To Panther Creek
by Maylene And The Sons Of Disaster
Here we go again.
I believe you, but I've always been one to take advantage of.
If the blinders were just gone would you then feel Jesus.
You've seen miracles I know you.
Faith comes like the waves.
Not much for leaders to little control.
And the joy is all material real as you want to believe.
Now is not time for reality.
Salvation just an emotion like the one you're riding now.
The foundation was never there.
Turn or burn not the most peaceful thing, but truth is out of my hands.
Love is never easy.
Not to attractive for the weak.