Chisel

Didn’t it look easy? They sang to the sky unaware
Took four hours just to call out the stars that were there
They say that in the end it’ll sound like a choir
And it feels like a friend in the brimstone and fire
But didn’t it look easy? They sang to the sky unaware
But one more tear and I’ll find God in my bottle
One more move south and I’ll feel Satan’s skin
So I’ll just float in between and drag myself by
And all that I’ll find is a man at the center of my world
He looks just like me, but isn’t all gone to hell in his eyes
The statue I carve in this marble is just one more chisel away
I’m just one more chisel away
But doesn’t it look easy to call out is anyone there?
Scan a page and just know that the answer is there
I heard a lot about all the truth that I’d find
I guess I’m just too blind, I can’t read between the lines
But doesn’t it look easy to call out for anyone’s prayer?
But one more yell and I’ll be in the gutter
Every step is harder than the last if I falter
So I’ll just float in between and drag myself by
And all that I’ll find is a man at the center of my world
He looks just like me, but isn’t all gone to hell in his eyes
The statue I carve in this marble is just one more chisel away
I’m just one more chisel away
But what’s the point is we’re all predisposed
To some master controlling the strings?
Every day is just like low hanging fruit
When your arms stretch beyond what you see