The Belfry
from Bedroom Demo #40
Words and Music by Terry Scott Taylor
©2017 Shape of Air Music
Letting go of the belfry
Climbing down
Hard to let go of the belfry
Coming down
Still I'm grateful you allowed
This brief view above the clouds
Before you said to get back to
The cold, hard ground
Letting go of the belfry
Climbing down
Who will I become down in the valley?
Will I see through the fog around the things you said?
I had no doubt, nor fear
Up where your promises rang clear
Though you spoke softer than the voices in my head
Softer than the voices in my head
You set a table for me in this dark valley
In the middle of a minefield I find your mercy seat
And though my enemy's in sight
And I prefer the belfry's lofty height
I'll kneel in the dust to wash these hands and feet
I'll wash these hands and feet
I'll wash these hands and feet
Letting go of the belfry
Climbing down
Hard to let go of the belfry
Coming down
Still I'm grateful you allowed
This brief view above the clouds
Before you said to get back to
The cold, hard ground
Letting go of the belfry
Climbing down....
Letting go of the belfry
Climbing down....
Who will I become down in the valley?
Letting go of the belfry, climbing down....
Who will I become down in the valley?....
