Current Desperation (Angels Speak of Nothing)
Robert Pollard
Current desperation
Always on my mind
Shadows in the garland
Shadows that tell lies
Oh, sorrow in the higher grows into loving
All hours need to focus on the ground to spy on her
As shallow streams are scurrying the bugs
She's glowing unrefined as the angels speak of nothing vibrant, high
Robbers take new gravesites, take mine
To bury trepidation but in
Current desperation, love
Crying out unknown
Never ever know
Where and when forgiveness will be shown
I don't know
Though I want it a lot
A path begins to grow
Showering this on everything you know
Showering this on everything that you know