Shores of Galilee

Shady-flickering hazy

Does a satellite ever know it's suffering?

Mercy, it ain't no currency

I forfeited it down at the dark end of the street

I made no confession-I lost all possessions

Those vessel's lights burn bright

Tonight from the shores of Galilee

Busted like a red light playboy

I didn't know that it was against the law

Trusted-she thought I was a choirboy

That’s the wages of sin

Man, I lost it all

When yer headed for that leaving door

You got no sense of where you belong

One thing's for sure it's a cold, hard cure

To bear yer burdens alone

Perfume, lord our altar was always doomed

I'm weary and I'm troubled but my tears are a reward

Maybe-and this might sound crazy-but maybe baby

We weren't never, ever meant to be