hand of god Lyrics by Gang of Youths
The sea’s changing
The wind’s fading
Coalescing in a widescreen scope
A-amen
Words fail me
The ‘burbs hail me
But in a way that I am glad to go
A-men
The damp’s rising
And baptising and I was
Goddamn waylaid by the cost of it all
A-amen
So far, so good
But it’s been a long while and I’ve
Since understood
Just how you live now that I am
Older, wiser and I’ve
Given up things myself
Like you
Ha-lle
Ha-lle-lu
Ball’s flying
Greats dying
The boss at Goodison was
A kopite coach
Ha-lle
Ha-lle-lu
Minds trailing
The hand’s flailing
And Tagaloa sighed
And said “I don’t know”
Ha-lle
Ha-lle-lu
Birds flying
And the state’s lying
And they built a highway
Through our neighborhood
Ha-lle
Ha-lle-lu
Ha-lle
Ha-lle-lu-jah
Hallelujah
The truth was back home
I was a part-timer and I
Gave half my soul
To every hard vice but I’m
Older and wiser and I’ve
Given up chances, yeah
Like you
Ha-lle
Ha-lle-lu
Ha-lle
Ha-lle-lu-jah
Hallelujah