Out Of The Depths (London Sessions)

Out of the depths I cry to U oh lord Don't let my cries for mercy be ignored If U keep account of sins oh who would stand? But U have forgiveness in your hands And I've heard religion say you're to be feared But I don't buy into everything I hear And it seems to me you're hostage to those rules That were made by religion and not by U And I'm wondering will u ever get yourself free Is it bad to think U might like help from me? Is there anything my little heart can do To help religion share us with U? For oh you're like a ghost in your own home Nobody hears U crying all alone Oh U are the one true really voiceless one They have their backs turned to you for worship of Gold and stone And to see U prisoner oh makes me weep Nobody hears U screaming in the streets And it's sad but true how the old saying goes If God lived on earth people would break his windows I long for U as watchmen long for the end of night