Gotta keep a sharp eye on your heart, the company it keeps,
You know the spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak,
Flesh is weak.

These days, people swallow 'bout anything to relieve their starvation,
I see a whole lot of ghosts on the day of their capitulation,
Capitulation.

Think about my ship run aground,
All of the people I let down,
Yes, and the mercy we have found,
Yes, and the mercy.

I'm not saying my hands are clean,
Lord knows my guilt, and I'm not faultless,
I've numbered, addressed and confessed these skeletons in my closet,
In the closet.

Oh, please draw near,
Would you bathe and caress these equal parts faith and hopelessness'
Equal parts joy and gloom, all wrapped up inside this empty tomb,
Empty tomb.

Think about my ship run aground,
All of the people I let down,
Yes, and the mercy we have found,
Yes, and the mercy we have...we have found.

You borrow heavily from the thief in an effort to save,
What you spend on your false self, got the devil to pay.

Think about my ship run aground,
All of the people I let down,
Yes, and the mercy we have found,
Yes, and the mercy we have found,
Yes, and the mercy we have.