From the recording Holding Out Hope

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Lyrics

I’ve been dodging bullets all my life
Wondering when my lucky streak would end
I’ve been playing fast and loose with time
Making moves that I could not defend
Not knowing if the sun was gonna rise
Never trusting nothing I ain’t seen with my own eyes
And finally now fate has come to call
And I’m lying here and trying to make some sense of it all

Please forgive me, Father
For I have sinned
Sweet St. Peter, please just let me in

St. Peter, you’re an awful lot like me
Living in denial and looking for the light
But wiser ones, they guided you to see
Could a wanderer like me find redemption in your sight

I’ll never come around
If you cast me down