Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Any Given Sunday, artist - Sandpeople. Album song Honest Racket, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.09.2007
Record label: Sandpeople
Song language: English
Any Given Sunday |
If you could see from the perspective in my eyes, you know |
I could see by your expression that the message was denied |
And it won’t, seem to ever let us compromise |
So breathless I define what I was never meant to know |
I know, this is an unprecedented time, the treacherous divide |
From the precious and divine |
Stay with me for a second and I’ll try |
Explaining sentences I rhyme with the side I’ve never shown |
I know a lot of people that believe in god that are slowly veering |
Toward a mind state where they don’t fully fear Him |
I fear god and his glorious gold appearance |
But I also believe that chi is the same thing as the holy spirit |
I may wilt in the fire of free will |
From my vices but there’s power bestowed |
In being built in His likeness |
I still get bent, reverting walk to crawl |
Learning it’ll certainly take more than love to conquer all |
To conquer all you must be invincible |
By teaching the little boys and teaching the little girls |
Plant that knowledge seed in the mineral dirt |
The Bible wasn’t meant to be, only literal words |
And if you get to know me you’ll find little that you like |
Caught between the good and evil with the riddles that I write |
My body, mind, and soul are just the minerals of light |
To a combination making up the pixels in my life |
So why am I confused with delusions of a love |
When I’m incapable to feel the hearts I ruin when I touch |
I’ve fallen from a god that doesn’t listen to my prayers |
'Cause the cry for help is coming from a voice that isn’t there |
We watch tragedies happen and ask why (ask why) |
A reaction based on fear and desperation |
No explanation is given |
We ask why (ask why) |
There’s little faith left within us |
And that’s fine (that's fine) |
We watch tragedies happen and ask why (ask why) |
A reaction based on fear and desperation |
No explanation is given |
We ask why (ask why) |
It might test your strength to the finish |
But that’s life (that's life) |
What if the first time I meet you it’s all judgment? |
What if the first time you reached me I was on drugs? |
What if I’m speaking for us all just looking deep into the fog |
Still believing that there’s more than meets the eye |
This idea of deities in the sky and demons underneath |
Our feet is for peace of mind |
Are we so blind we don’t understand that |
Hell and paradise reside on the same planet |
Whether the holy land is yours or the holy land’s mine |
I don’t think it’s holy no more, it’s full of landmines |
And you can’t find the truth in religion |
But you can find God in yourself, see that’s true inner vision |
See for me kneeling to pray in a church is no different |
Than how I feel when I’m saying these words |
Got traded in every day service for your weekly mass |
Tell the priest peace and to keep his hands off of your seeds |
I was raised at an early age to pray that the pearly gates |
Would open their arms and enclose them around me |
When I died there’d be heaven sent |
Innocently entering the sanctity of worshiping the Almighty |
It was easy enough I guess believing and trust |
Were just two character traits I misplaced very young |
Gave it my all and made it my calling |
To be a servant of God and to help save the fallen |
But time would tell that my mind had fell |
As a result of the pitfalls of paradise |
I live my life in strict accordance to rules |
Men have decided that a god laid before us |
I can’t buy divine intervention |
Can’t decide between divided religions |
I find only a few signs have been given |
And if I can deny it |
It ain’t undeniable, is it? |
If you could see from the perspective in my eyes, you know |
I can see by your expression that the message was denied |
And it won’t seem to ever let us compromise |
So breathless I define what I was never meant to know |
I know this is an unprecedented time |
The treacherous divide from the precious and divine |
Stay with me for a second and I’ll try |
Explaining sentences I rhyme with the side I’ve never shown |