07_Jahn_Substrate

You know I’m not perfect
But I admit when I am wrong
I know how to ask for favors
One too many times from you

But I can be a kinder soul
Far better than a polished fool
So when you find me falling, ask for grace
Don’t despair again

You’re falling for the falsely righteous
Form of nearing blindness dear
Open your eyes in wonder
Of what we could be

To reconcile be aware of me (whistle)

You know I’m not perfect
But I admit when I am wrong
I know how to ask for favors
One too many times from you

But I can be a kinder soul
Far better than a polished fool
So when you find me falling, ask for grace
Don’t despair again

You’re falling for the falsely righteous
Form of nearing blindness dear
Open your eyes in wonder
Of what we could be

To reconcile be aware

That’s why you find me preaching
Flawed desires to our common airs
No vanity i’m aching
For A tempered fate in need (solo)

To reconcile be aware to be aware of me