Blessed are the ignorant
For they might know what they know
It still leaves an imprint

Kinda like silly putty gone cold
Penance comes by me
It's a feeling unjustified

You say your free, well
My conscience is clear
Watching you walk out the door

A show of angels was never as spectacular
I said now
You gotta hold on to what you know

Before it takes your innocent soul
You gotta hold on to what you know
Before it takes your innocent soul

Did he cover up your sky?
Oh baby, trade


Drive down to motel 6,7,8,9
Where no one would think to look
Think to find

My still life drawn inside
New life ready to begin again
I said

You gotta hold on to what you know
Before it takes your innocent soul
You gotta hold on to what you know

Before it takes your innocent s?
Did he cover up your sky?
Did he even know why?

Did he cover up your sky?
Oh baby, trade