hello helper can you find, a way to cross this picket line
hello Father can you find, a way across this party line
I throw up blood in my sleep
I find dying first a sweet relief
and put on a jacket cause it might get cold, as feelings turn to frost and I grow old
time is the pressure, kindness the gold
love is the diamond I will never hold
holding on to me...
time to roll back these haunted moments filled with cigarette stacks
as she is illuminating the world is hating this collision of fiction and fact
hello baby can you face. our reflection in this outer space
hello lover don't you know, I love you most, but I love you both
and time is standing on my throat, strangling dictating
a little of both
and I am hating to let you go
my heart is fading from too much hope
my heart is fading from too much...
time is the pressure kindness the gold
love is the diamond I will never hold
facing the devil he is kind of a fool, floating in the iris of the god that is cruel
and counting the treasures stacked in the garden, I am counting flowers and snake bites long forgotten
and I am hating to let you go
my heart is fading from too much hope
hello helper can you find, a way to cross this picket line
hello Father can you find, a way across this party line
I throw up blood in my sleep
I find dying first a sweet relief
and put on a jacket cause it might get cold
as feelings turn to frost and I grow old
time is the pressure, kindness the gold
and love is the diamond I will never hold
'Hope' original composition, music recording, and lyrics © Jenelle Aubade 2017 Happy Rebel Records LLC
Jenelle Aubade - Hope