Forgive oh Lord
My little jokes on thee
And I'll forgive thy great big one on me
Where does an honest man go when he dies?
An agnostic baffled by opposing minds
I'm drowning in uncertainty
Not sure if there's something out there that can save me
Camus' absurd existential sea
Is where I'm floundering
And I feel the pull for the hatchet, rather than the coffee
Forgive oh Lord
My unwillingness
To live in the fourth box of the wager
Pascal had his struggles but also his beliefs
But I'm just paralyzed in the deep
I'm drowning in uncertainty
Not sure if there's something out there that can save me
Camus' absurd existential sea
Is where I'm floundering
And I feel the pull for the hatchet, rather than the coffee
Philip Hesse - Drowning Lyrics
Philip Hesse - Drowning Lyrics
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Forgive oh Lord
My little jokes on thee
And I'll forgive thy great big one on me
Where does an honest man go when he dies?
An agnostic baffled by opposing minds
I'm drowning in uncertainty
Not sure if there's something out there that can save me
Camus' absurd existential sea
Is where I'm floundering
And I feel the pull for the hatchet, rather than the coffee
Forgive oh Lord
My unwillingness
To live in the fourth box of the wager
Pascal had his struggles but also his beliefs
But I'm just paralyzed in the deep
I'm drowning in uncertainty
Not sure if there's something out there that can save me
Camus' absurd existential sea
Is where I'm floundering
And I feel the pull for the hatchet, rather than the coffee
My little jokes on thee
And I'll forgive thy great big one on me
Where does an honest man go when he dies?
An agnostic baffled by opposing minds
I'm drowning in uncertainty
Not sure if there's something out there that can save me
Camus' absurd existential sea
Is where I'm floundering
And I feel the pull for the hatchet, rather than the coffee
Forgive oh Lord
My unwillingness
To live in the fourth box of the wager
Pascal had his struggles but also his beliefs
But I'm just paralyzed in the deep
I'm drowning in uncertainty
Not sure if there's something out there that can save me
Camus' absurd existential sea
Is where I'm floundering
And I feel the pull for the hatchet, rather than the coffee
Writer: Philip Hewitt
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