Leggo your Ego

Mystic spoken long ago,
Trees all broken to a whole.
Children weeping, ponder sin
Demons seeking, welcome in.
Nighttime haunting, letters flow 
Jesus wonting, let 'em go. 
Startled friction, rub again, 
Daytime past, this is the end.

Settled gently, comfort now 
God has sent me, make a vow.
Into soft hands, children fall
Honor commands, One and all
Uncarved block, forget the ego
 Break the lock and let ‘em go.
Be just as such, the children pure.
Love so much, and you'll endure.

indie rock