Sins of Omission

On the fringes of torso and lips Straining to hear the voice of gospel choir Pummeled plains and beaten fields We're never broken in spirit within But I feel like we're coming around Yes, I feel like we're coming around, tell me Cloud burst teeming, insects wave and bite Yes it's true, we are not alone TV silence, it's a narrow entrance It's a sometimes leading into future time But I feel like we're coming around Yes, I feel like we're coming around I feel like we're coming around Sins of omission, no love Sins of omission Sins of omission, no love Sins of omission I heard it once before in shepherd's isolation Over the horizon in blue and white now, now Now overcome, you can outrun it When the roarings cease and the right stuff weaves And fits into your life And I feel like we're coming around Yes I feel like I'm coming around, tell me I feel like I'm coming around, one more time I feel like I'm coming around, tell me Sins of omission, no love Sins Sins of omission, no love Sins Let's go