SHOW ME HOW TO LIVE

And with the early morning dawns
moving right along
I couldn't buy an eye full of sleep,
and in the aching night, under satellites
I was not recieved.
Built with stolen parts,
a telephone in my heart.
Someone get me a priest
to put my mind to bed.
This ringing in my head,
is this a cure or is this a disease?

Nail in my hand
from my Creator
you gave me life,
now show me how to live

Nail in my hand
from my Creator
you gave me life,
now show me how to live

And in the after birth
on the quiet Earth
let the stains remind you
You thought you made a man,
you better think again
before my role defines you...

Nail in my hand
from my Creator
you gave me life,
now show me how to live

Nail in my hand
from my Creator
you gave me life,
now show me how to live

And in your waiting hands
I will land
and roll out of my skin,
and in your finals hours I will stand
ready to begin