Dry Bones

I cannot control the side in me that runs
Or subdue the side that loves until i’m done
Love, I’m hollow
A valley of dry bones
I cannot condemn myself for what i do
For a damaged mind serves as its own excuse
Love, I’m hollow
A valley of dry bones
Oh, dry bones
Dry bones
Is there no balm in Gilead for me?
Cause ashes we are
And so we shall return
I cannot apologize for how I lie
And you can’t convict a man that’s marked to die
Love, it’s hollow
I will not apologize for who I’ve touched
Cause if she calmed her busy mind and thinks too much
Well, she loved me
More than I loved myself
Oh, dry bones
Dry bones
Is there no balm in Gilead for me?
Oh, dry bones
Dry bones
Oh, dry bones
Dry bones
Cause ashes we are
And so we shall return