Out Of The Depths Sinead OConnor
Out of the depths I cry to you oh lord / don’t let my cries for mercy be ignored / If you keep account of sins oh who would stand? / But you have forgiveness in your hands
And I’ve heard religion say you’re to be feared / But I don’t buy into everything I hear / And it seems to me you’re hostage to those rules / That were made by religion and not by you
And I’m wondering will u ever get yourself free / Is it bad to think you might like help from me? / Is there anything my little heart can do / To help religion share us with you?
For oh you’re like a ghost in your own home / Nobody hears you crying all alone / Oh you are the one true really voiceless one / They have their backs turned to you for worship of gold and stone
And to see you prisoner oh makes me weep / Nobody hears you screaming in the streets / And it’s sad but true how the old saying goes / If God lived on earth people would break his windows
I long for you as watchmen long for the end of night