Angles by Styers Ferry Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I guess it was providence
That I would start out in the mountains with the painted giants looking back at me
Saying, "Where you wanna go? Who you wanna be? Who you wanna be, child?"
And as I look back at those photos
Of "Seven-years-me" on a missionary card
Then I recognize it's hard to understand
When I was just a kid and you were just a man
But I was just a kid
And I guess it was providence again
That I would end up in a place that I thought was Hell
With a story to tell and a wish in the well
But I'm all out of wishes
And there's not one coin left to toss
So as my love recycles to better
I think of all that I've hated and lost

[Verse 2]
And would you ever hear the prayer of a Pharisee?
A man stuck in the war on partiality?
A man lost in the confidentiality?
Or how about a man ruled by his sexuality?
I'm in the "hypocritiality"
Don't ask me what that means
Because I don't wanna tell you when you don't wanna know
My future's coming at me fast with it's high beams
On bright
[Outro]
You tell me that I'm gonna change the world someday
Well isn't that simply mortifying