SPIRIT THING
(Music: Furler.
Lyrics: Taylor, Furler.)
<Verse 1>
It's not a family trait,
It's nothing that I ate,
And it didn't come from skating with holy rollers.
It's an early warning sign,
It keeps my life in line,
But it's so hard to define,
Never mind.....
<Chorus>
It's just a spirit thing,
It's just a holy nudge,
It's like a circuit judge in the brain.
It's just a spirit thing,
It's here to guard my heart,
It's just a little hard to explain.
<Verse 2>
It pushes when I quit,
It smells a counterfeit,
Sometimes it works a bit like a teleprompter.
When it's teleprompting you,
I pray you'll let it through,
And I'll help you with the how,
But for now.......
<Bridge>
I took the pulpit,
Then backed down again.
Some things in heaven cannot be explained.
I took the soapbox,
Then backed down again.
Some things in heaven cannot be explained.
I took the airwaves,
Then backed down again.
Some things in heaven cannot be explained.