Roper Album: Brace Yourself for the Mediocre Track: In Excelsis Deo
In Excelsis Deo Lyrics
This wooden soul of mine It cannot ever climb From places it has fallen In between where light can shine It never falls in line It barely has a spine Like branches severed from the vine Like it was faulty by design And now your mercy lights up my dark eyes Your brilliant hope now lifts my falling skies And I'm the object of your affection You loved me still in my imperfection
The sun will shine on winter snow And shadows fade in Excelsis Deo
This wooden soul is old It's lies are growing cold Its knotted trunk is straightening Its roots are loosening their hold So cluttered with debris This inefficient melody I'll keep waiting patiently If this world will ever release me You love me even though I am untrue If I was perfect, I wouldn't need you I'm the object of your affection You loved me still in my imperfection
Gloria, in excelsis Deo Not so far, not so far to go
