Post Concusion by Brad Currah published on 2014-08-15T07:58:35Z Early on in the morning I wake up to the warning That there are angels by my side Platinum clouds open up I see your face in the twilight A peaceful glow in your cosmic eyes Then sometimes my desire Drags me into the fire Climbing higher in my sin At the top of my ladder I just keep growing sadder Until you show me where I am When I’m sitting on the moon Your starry eyes find my heart When I wander from You Your face shows me the way home Swim in a circle of souls Here in the body we know You’re revealing your cosmic eyes But twisted waves kill emotion Like a train in the ocean Straining against the pulling tide Closing in on the distance On my track of resistance I’m caught in your galactic gaze Sin is like a concussion Satisfies me with nothing Then your Spirit reveals my haze Genre Luke Abrams