Wings by Chris Mullen

Wings – by Chris Mullen

If I had opened up my eyes to the horizon
I still don’t know if I would have seen the storm that lie before me
Even in the midst of the howling wind and rain
I haven’t yet perceived the ending or the start of this collision
Shouting out threats and cursing the wind
As if to prove I’m in control
Placing my bets on the most recent win
And let the lightning take its toll

Give me peace, give me perspective, give me shelter from the rain
I’ve been attacked and I’ve been hunted, give me towers, give me caves
I need Your love; I need forgiveness for the awful things I’ve been
Give me wings. Give me wings

An even keel. An even temper. I’m even lying to myself
I fell in love with the perception that I was really something else
Than a snake with deadly poison, and I’m coiled up to strike
I’m a double-sided blade, ready to cut you down to size
Take the fire to my lips, I’m unworthy to speak
And this disguise is wearing thin
Oh, my spirit yearns, but my flesh is weak
I need to crawl out of this skin

Give me peace, give me perspective, give me shelter from the rain
I’ve been attacked and I’ve been hunted, give me towers, give me caves
I need Your love I need forgiveness for the awful things I’ve been
Give me wings. Give me wings
I need the truth, I need correction, I need protection from myself
I need a muzzle for this mouth, sometimes I swear that it’s from hell
I spend the whole night weeping for the things that I have been
Give me wings. Give me wings.

Give me wings.

• Acoustic
• Alternative
• Folk-Rock
• alternative
• colorado
• folk rock
• original music
• singer-songwriter
• wings
• Montrose