Phil Keaggy Chase The Bad Away
Merry go round but not so merry
Very much like a hurricane
Instead of looking up you turn your head away
Far away, far away and so ashamed
So tasteless, odorless, a waste of your time
Consumed with, no strength left, a world so unkind
But you can talk to me, yes you can talk to me
I'll chase the bad away
Embracing the cold with your outstretched fingers
Eyes and heart resisting me
It's growing in your veins, you've slipped into a maze
Back and forth, back and forth so endlessly
So tasteless, odorless, a waste of your time
Consumed with, no strength left, a world so unkind
But you can talk to me, yes you can talk to me
I'll chase the bad away
Give it up to me, give it all to me
Merry go round but not so merry
Very much like a hurricane
Instead of looking up you turn your head away
Far away, far away and so ashamed
So tasteless, odorless, a waste of your time
Consumed with, no strength left, a world so unkind
But you can talk to me, yes you can talk to me
I'll chase the bad away