It Keeps Coming - Another Sky

I had a dream

I built a machine

That changed who I was

And then I was loved

I grew hands of leaves

Became the trees

Never spoke again

And then I was loved

Friend you know I am in pain

Now you’ve shaped me with your shame

Friend I love you, friend I’ve changed

Friend I am you, lonely and afraid

It keeps coming

It keeps coming

It keeps coming

It keeps coming

I hear the feed

I struggle to receive

A bite from the Earth

A piece of me

There’s a church on my street

It violently rminds me

I will make my own

Paradise of pace

It keeps coming, it keeps

It keeps coming, it keeps

It keeps coming, it keeps

It keeps coming, it keeps

It keeps coming, it keeps

It keeps coming, it keeps

It keeps coming, it keeps

It keeps coming