Deep , Deep is the Blue

My body is movin' against its will
My hands are warmin' up to the flames of Hell
Am I back slidin' or runnin' away from the chosen few ?
Dark is the hour , black is the night and deep ,deep is the blue

Sin so thick my soul cannot see
My mind wanders to places I shouldn't be
Where the snake speaks and the beast howls and I play the fool
Dark is the hour , black is the night and deep , deep is the blue

The sheeps not in the meadow
The sheeps not in the corn
The sheep are in the desert
Forsaken and forlorn
Can anybody tell me where the sheperds gone

Every night I have this same dream
She stands there but she's not with me
As the sun sets over the mountain , her lovers shadow grew
Dark is the hour black is the night and deep , deep is the blue


-Rob McNurlin
copyright Buffalo Skinner Music BMI