Sticks & Stones - Kings Kaleidoscope

Did I pledge my allegiance

For the purpose of progress

To a priest or a prophet

Playing god in the process?

Was I chasing convenience

In a wave of disaster

Where the captain’s a captor

And I’m a puppet to pastor?

A worthless war

A curtain torn

To take control of the ship

A nail of shame

A broken vein

To write redemption a script

A truthless gun

A dying Son

To turn the tables we flipped

Turn the tables we flipped

Paint the beauty we split

Paint the beauty we split

Paint the beauty we split

Paint the beauty we split

Nah nah nah, nah

They don’t get it, I don’t get it

We’re committed to sticks and stones

What’s a vision if it’s driven to imprison?

I don’t know

They don’t get it, I don’t get it

We’re committed to sticks and stones

Undecided, but I’m trying still divided

So it goes

A worthless war

A curtain torn

To take control of the ship

A nail of shame

A broken vein

To write redemption a script

A truthless gun

A dying Son

To turn the tables we flipped

Turn the tables we flipped

Paint the beauty we split

Paint the beauty we split

Paint the beauty we split

Paint the beauty we split

Turn the tables we flipped (Nah nah nah, nah)

Paint the beauty we split

Take control of the ship

Paint the beauty we split

Write redemption a script

Paint the beauty we split

Turn the tables we flipped

Paint the beauty we split

Nah nah nah, nah

Show me a man and honest mission

I’m willing to hope beyond suspicion

Show me the race, I’ll run the distance

Longing to give and taste forgiveness

Dying to live a pure religion

Settle the rush to chase a mission

Open my eyes and soul to listen

Listen