Testo Falling Star - NAK

Falling Star

I don’t blame God for the mess that I made
He don’t break hearts or reflect on my shame
I became gray: there’s no rest in my brain
Lay me down to rest with the rest of my faith
I did it to myself
I did it to myself
I did it to myself
I did it to myself
Help, help
I’m wide awake because «I always stay up»
I lift my face into the sky. Straight up
And though the stars above at times will stray-a-ah
When they fall they turn into Estrella
(Yeah- yeah- mic check- 30)
All I need is a moment for my heart to listen closer
The things we gotta hear are more than often never spoken-
So we speak in sign language- you know «I never listen»
We hardly in the present. Too focused on the closure
Holding my composure; master the fermata
But couldn’t get the peace to come together like we wanted
Writing rhymes «right and left;» bass an' treble clef
But if you never «raise your hands» you could never learn to «rest»
There’s still habits that I gratify
Lovers turn to alibis
Habits turn to churches
And conviction turns to pantomime
It seems the older that I get the lonelier I feel
It seems I’m shouldering regrets from things that never healed
I’m pondering so often now that I was never saved
I’m Pontius: how I’m haunted by the faces I’ve betrayed
I made 23 Prayers, I’d take 30 if I could
But even Judas took 30, nailed the Savior to the wood
I don’t blame God for the mess that I made
He don’t break hearts or reflect on my shame
I became gray: there’s no rest in my brain
Lay me down to rest with the rest of my faith
I did it to myself
I did it to myself
I did it to myself