Quicksand Jesus

Skid Row
(c) Jugge 1996 09 29

Jugge

She caught the melting sky.
It burned but still the winter passes by,
To the other side.

A slow parade of wind,
that blows through trees,
that wilted with the season's children.

Are we saved by words of bastard saints?
Do we live in fear or faith?
Tell me now who's behind the rain.

A maze of tangled grace,
The symptoms of "for real"
are crumbling from embrace.
But still we chase... the shadows of belief.
And new religion clouds our visions
of the roots of our souls.

Are we ashamed of our own fate?
Or play the fool for our own sake.
Tell me who's behind the rain.

What do we need where do we go,
When we get where we don't know.
Why should we doubt
the virgin white of fallen snow,
When faith's our shelter from the cold.

What do we need where do we go,
When we get where we don't know.
Why should we doubt
the virgin white of fallen snow,
When faith's our shelter from the cold.

Quicksand Jesus, I'm so far away without you.
Quicksand Jesus, I'm so far away without you.
Quicksand Jesus, I'm so far away... away,
without you.
Quicksand Jesus, I'm so far away... away, away

Quicksand Jesus, I need you.
Quicksand Jesus, I believe you.
Quicksand Jesus, I'm so far away.

Quicksand Jesus By Skid Row
Soft karaoke
Words
12-String Guitar
12-String Guitar
Bass
Vocal
Electric Guitar 1
Lead Guitar
Drums
Electric Guitar 2
Reverse Cymbal
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"Quicksand Jesus"
By Skid Row
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Sequenced By Jugge
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