All My Letters - James

Now who, who do we pretend we used to be

Summer’s up in the shape of a daisy

Fool

We did all this work

So where’s our bling?

I’ll draw a line in the sand

To pass through

I’ll leave a mark

In free hand

I’ll draw a line in the sand

To rescue

I’ll draw a line

I sing of love and the healing within

But where

Where is the song to end my suffering?

You call me king

But I feel like a failure

You, what colour you choose to paint your skin

I’ll draw a line in the sand

To pass through

I’ll leave a mark

In free hand

I’ll draw a line in the sand

To rescue

I’ll draw a line

In free hand

All my letters

Are on fire

From the air

My text is clear

Please forgive me

Please receive me

Rescue me

From all my fears

All my letters

Are on fire

Hell and peace seen from the air

Out of matches

Out of prayers

I’ll draw a line in the sand

To pass through

I’ll leave a mark

In free hand

I’ll draw a line in the sand

To rescue

I’ll draw a line

In free hand

I’ll draw a line in the sand

To pass through

I’ll leave a mark

In free hand

I’ll draw a line in the sand

To rescue

I’ll draw a line

In free hand