Glass Eye

Deeply shaken, see I come that way
 Ill at ease in my own skin
 I hum along to the down home drone
 Down in my soul to stay
 Ain't gonna listen to my own noise
 Even though I love the sound
 It come back hollow on hollow
 When it come back around
 Back around
 Quick to anger and quick to speak
 Afraid to lose these things not mine to keep
 The spirit is willing, the flesh is weak
 Quick to anger and quick to speak
 Afraid to lose these things I'm not meant to keep
 The spirit is willing, the flesh is weak
 So shake it
 How long have you been standing there?
 Only here a lonley man
 I do, I get behind myself
 Grieved in my spirit by my hands
 Seemes he has turned his head
 This collector of useless clutter
 Somethin' now has caught his eye
 Now his words only stumble out in stutters
 Quick to anger and quick to speak
 Afraid to lose these things not mine to keep
 The spirit is willing, the flesh is weak
 Quick to anger and quick to speak
 Afraid to lose these things not mine to keep
 The spirit is willing...
 Shake it
 Quick to anger and quick to speak
 Afraid to lose the things not mine to keep
 The spirit is willing, the flesh is weak
 Quick to anger and quick to speak
 Afraid to lose these things I often seek
 The spirit is willing, the flesh is weak