“Child, Oh Child”

VERSE 1
They've got a better plan for my life,
They tell me when to live and to die.
But they're too slow,
Too slow.
They're too slow,
Too slow

CHORUS
Preacher tells me it'll all be fine,
Prayers will send me to the sky, yeah.
Cherubim inherits all my time,
Child, no child, please don't cry.

VERSE 2
Machine without wisdom or grace,
You prophecy to me my pain.
But you're too slow,
Too slow.
You're too slow,
Too slow.

CHORUS
Preacher tells me it'll all be fine,
Prayers will send me to the sky, yeah.
Cherubim inherits all my time,
Child, no child, please don't cry.

BRIDGE
Cry, cry, baby please don't cry.
Eyes, your eyes, they look just like mine.
Cry, don't cry, baby please don't cry.
Eyes, your eyes, my baby please don't cry.

But you're too slow,
Too slow.
You're too slow,
Too slow.
You're too slow,
Too slow.
You're too slow,
No!

CHORUS
Preacher tells me it'll all be fine,
Prayers will send me to the sky, yeah.
Cherubim inherits all my life,
Child, no child, please don't cry.

Child, Oh Child

"His Cap"

VERSE 1
Look's like the friend I knew,
And they say he's a happy man.
But now his eyes see through,
And his body's a bag of sand.

CHORUS
And I want him back,
But I'm not strong enough.
I thought I was weak and small,
Until he built me up,
And now all I have left of him is his cap,
And I'll try it on,
As if his soul was held within,
As if I was like him,
But it don't fit me.
No...

VERSE 2
Killed him with my own two hands,
Not often understood.
Destroyed whats left of a man,
When his life's been lived for good.

CHORUS
And I want him back,
But I'm not strong enough.
I thought I was weak and small,
Until he built me up,
And now all I have left of him is his cap,
And I'll try it on,
As if his soul was held within,
As if I was like him,
But it don't fit me.
No...

BRIDGE
I wonder why a man,
Would sacrifice himself,
So others could live on,
While he is trapped in Hell,
Forever...

CHORUS
And I want him back,
But I'm not strong enough.
I thought I was weak and small,
Until he built me up,
And now all I have left of him is his cap,
And I'll try it on,
As if his soul was held within,
As if I was like him,
But it don't fit me.
No...

OUTRO
And I'll be with you in Hell,
Forever! 

His Cap

"Holder Of Your Soul"

VERSE 1
My songs are sad,
My hair's too long,
My voice is bad.

But still I will try,
To "waste" my life,
Just like my dad.

He is sick,
With this disease,
I hold his dreams.

If he's gone tomorrow,
I hope,
I hold his soul.

CHORUS
What's everyone so stressed about?
One day God will lead us out.
Don't mourn the memory of the dead.
Just hold your part in the life they led!
Life they led!

VERSE 2
He's made of stone,
His eyes are cold,
His voice is old.

But once, just like me,
He was free,
His eyes could see.

Well he's lived enough,
Though it was rough,
He found love.

And now if he's to go,
I hope,
I hold his soul.

CHORUS
What's everyone so stressed about?
One day God will lead us out.
Don't mourn the memory of the dead.
Just hold your part in the life they led!
Life they led!

BRIDGE

CHORUS
What's everyone so stressed about?
One day God will lead us out.
Don't mourn the memory of the dead.
Just hold your part in the life they led!
Life they led!
He's not dead!

Holder Of Your Soul

“Thanksgiving Day”

VERSE 1
The spliff takes over,
Even when you’re sober

But when you’re high,
It never really gets to you
20 bucks to buy,
And it seems so fun to do

VERSE 2
Your wallet’s empty,
But you still need 20

‘Cause when you’re high,
You never really want it to end
But you’ll still cry,
The first time you steal from a friend

CHORUS
You never thought that you would be here,
Haunted by the ghost in the mirror
At one time you wished for beauty,
But now you pray, “Lord, God, make me healthy!”

BRIDGE
And when you’re low,
All you want is to get high
And though you thought you’d always say no,
The snow is in a line

CHORUS
You never thought that you would be here,
Haunted by the ghost in the mirror
At one time you wished for beauty,
But now you pray, “Lord, God, make me healthy!”

You never thought that you would be here,
Trapped inside the ghost in the mirror
At one time you wished to be free,
But now you cry, “God, take these chains off of me!”


Thanksgiving Day

Joel Thom - Bass, Vocals, Piano, Ukulele
Dylan Walter - Guitar, Vocals, Production
Daniel Tenbusch - Piano, Keyboards
Tanner DiBerardino - Drums, Percussion

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