Adam Bradshaw - Adam Lyrics

You said you'd make your Adam
In your image it would breathe
It would beat your heart in meter
It would sweep you off your feet
But still the clay lays shapeless
Cold and listless on the floor
Weeds grow in the flower bed and
Vehicles are parked out in the yard
David depressed upon high
His playing whet the appetite
For the corporal and the divine
The mighty and the meek
And in the bath with bated breath
She shivered as the city slept
Celestial bodies came and crept
Uncovered to the corners of the night
And as the purple morning rose upon the empty throne
And puzzled over rows of model homes
He felt the ache of revelry in flesh and bone
And stumbled under loneliness
That only God should know
Now I'm as lonely as an exile
Dizzy as a turnstile
Weary with the final miles
Stretching up the hill
I dug deep and kicked the pricks
I kept following Prometheus
For every shoe that dropped one lifted
Further from the firmament
But I meant to scale the mountain and
Bring the wisdom down
To keep my furnace burning bold and proud
But down here with my head in hand
And my hearth worn out
I'll save my breath for one more day
Hold my breath for better days