catholic guilt isn't the only thing that leaves you feeling this way. religious. spiritual. unsure.
I can’t pretend your silent ways / were the best I had in my better days / and though you know me better than he does now / I feel you less each passing year somehow / and what I want I know I don’t need / so don’t waste your time trying to forgive me / ‘cause I’ve used you when I needed hope and grace / but left you stranded each happy sunday // chorus: the guilt I feel now may not escape my thoughts / but I think I’ve done the best with what I’ve got / and the guilt on my chain and his attractive face / has held me down but made this a better place / for you // I’ve got boots to fill and bills to pay / but what does it matter if we’ll all be gone someday / and he loves me more than I thought he could / so let me stay / I’ll do all you say I should / and I’ll never know the way it’s been / a whole life through, stuck with him / and my gambling tongue will question the father and son / if only they know which day we’ll all be done / and I may not believe in you specifically / but just in case don’t forget about me / ‘cause I’ve been good and look up time and again / hoping there you’ll be reaching out your hand //chorus//
from We're Not Lost.,
released August 26, 2010
guitar & vocals by andrea gauster / cymbals & shakers by adam campbell / fiddle by aaron solomon