Sacred treasures. by Kamra. Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Precious moments
Stressed with omens
Came in with a secret weapon
Peace and blessings
People speak these questions
We just seek the lessons
Need progression
Peak too sleek
When slipping
Catch the closest edge
Suppose if it's a blade
You're either grazed
In over your head
Known to be a shoulder
For wounded soliders
In lowly fights
Commoners by day
But in the dark
The sights a holy knight
Chose to give my soul to Christ
But I can barely see the fruit
I'm too busy living a lie
And too iffy to seek the truth
[Chorus]
Protecting those who've wronged me
Because all the wrong I've done
I feel like I should be the beacon
For the Father's sons
I always say that time is all we got
But I don't know
Maybe I should go
[Verse 2]
Too many thoughts inside my brain
I shut it off for peace and quiet
Reckoning if you listen more than you speak
Sometimes you need the silence
I heed the vibrant sounds that permeate
And pierce my psyche
I need to find the bounds
Between demons and people like me
Sheesh
These years are starting to feel like weeks
I'm weak
Plenty of words I don't speak
Beseech
Losing the footing beneath my feet
But I have to press forward
For those that look to me for hope
No need to cope when seeds are sown
We grow and then we leaf alone
Precious moments
Stressed with omens
Came in with a secret weapon
Peace and blessings
People speak these questions
We just seek the lessons
Need progression
Peak too sleek
When slipping
Catch the closest edge
Suppose if it's a blade
You're either grazed
In over your head
Known to be a shoulder
For wounded soliders
In lowly fights
Commoners by day
But in the dark
The sights a holy knight
Chose to give my soul to Christ
But I can barely see the fruit
I'm too busy living a lie
And too iffy to seek the truth
[Chorus]
Protecting those who've wronged me
Because all the wrong I've done
I feel like I should be the beacon
For the Father's sons
I always say that time is all we got
But I don't know
Maybe I should go
[Verse 2]
Too many thoughts inside my brain
I shut it off for peace and quiet
Reckoning if you listen more than you speak
Sometimes you need the silence
I heed the vibrant sounds that permeate
And pierce my psyche
I need to find the bounds
Between demons and people like me
Sheesh
These years are starting to feel like weeks
I'm weak
Plenty of words I don't speak
Beseech
Losing the footing beneath my feet
But I have to press forward
For those that look to me for hope
No need to cope when seeds are sown
We grow and then we leaf alone