Everyday I’ve prayed to you, should I?
Thanking for the bread and for fire
For a long while I was blessed by your will to see me alive, a lie
Everyday I pray to you
Questioning my role here
And quickly found more pain, and denial
You seem to lack interest on letting me live
Is that reality, is just me?
Got to understand my existence here
Now I build my house
With my own hands
Back lighted by my daily treasure
Yesterday my heart got smashed and I was blind
Crying until the river of tears dropped from my eyes
Maybe you don't hear my prays anymore
Have you got it all wrong?
Maybe you just left and closed the door!
Now I build my house
With my own hands
Back lighted by my daily treasure
Now I build my house
With my own hands
Back lighted by my daily treasure
Now I build my house
With my own hands
Back lighted by my daily treasure
