Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Isaiah 45:23 , by - The Mountain Goats. Song from the album The Life of the World to Come, in the genre ИндиRelease date: 03.10.2009
Record label: 4AD
Song language: English
Isaiah 45:23 |
| If my prayer be not humble, make it so |
| In these last hours, if the spirit waits in check, help me let it go |
| And should my suffering double, let me never love you less |
| Let every knee be bent and every tongue confess |
| And I won’t get better |
| But someday I’ll be free |
| 'Cause I am not this body |
| That imprisons me |
| I read the magazines somebody brought |
| Hold them to my failing eyes until my hands get hot |
| And when the nurse comes in to change my sheets and clothes |
| The pain begins to travel, dancing as it goes |
| And I won’t get better |
| But someday I’ll be free |
| 'Cause I am not this body |
| That imprisons me |
| If my prayer goes unanswered, that’s alright |
| If my path fills with darkness and there’s no sign of light |
| Let me praise you for the good times, let me hold your banner high |
| Until the hills are flattened and the rivers all run dry |
| And I won’t get better |
| But someday I’ll be free |
| 'Cause I am not this body |
| That imprisons me |