Friend, they called you a baptized slave
And bound you not to prevail
Hope it fits, hope it repays and satisfies

in our lives we only learned not to look high

Go whisper your prayers, my friend

And I will watch you aside
Enough will be said tonight


And you feel like sweating
And you feel like sweating
And you find no meaning

Count the knots
Sleep insecure


Grown man you are
Nothing comes to your mind
What if it all can collapse in your hands

Hope you can see beyond tides

Grown man you are

But you curl at my sight
What if I gave you a chance to rebel
Hope you can see beyond tides


Go whisper your prayers, my friend
And I will watch you aside


And you feel like sweating
And you find no meaning

Count the knots
Sleep insecure


Friend, they called you a baptized slave
And bound you not to prevail
Hope it fits, hope it repays and satisfies

Through our lives we tried to learn to no avail