All In Your Rows

So is stars and crosses reasoning for losses.
You learn right from wrong and then you write the book yourself.
Right the wrongs you know and then you’re.
All in your rows.
Domination faith and with war torn tradition.
Picking holes in holy and blinkered vision.
You left us standing with no understanding.
There’s no give.
And you’re.
All in your rows.
Cityscape and countryside you got local boys going nationwide.
Here’s your church,
Here’s your steeple,
Locking the doors,
To keep in all the people.
Let them go.