Jericho - Westerman

We rode our egos past the plumes of bottom feeders

Wondering if our eyes looked green

To all our heroes, and you were chained up to me then

Laughing off what all this means

And I was the only

And you were my maker

To have and withhold dreams

Was that so distasteful?

All my children singing

Fault lines now rumble

And I’m scared of the sound

Call me Jericho and hold me close now, Jesus

While the walls come tumbling down

And we start talking

Just to elegize

My sun peaked and ran off

Yours was still rising

And I did not ask you

Where have those eyes been?

Cuz I know baby

I can’t do nothing

While we know

We can grow

Take our time

Only, only, only enough to be cut short

All my children singing

Fault lines now rumble

And I’m scared of the sound

Call me Jericho and hold me close now, Jesus

While the walls come tumbling down

All my children singing

Fault lines now rumble

And I’m scared of the sound

Call me Jericho and hold me close now, Jesus

Hold me close now, Jesus