Ill At Ease Lyrics & Chords By Patrick Hawes

So your ancient poems delight In dimensions undefined Where at some ever future time Every wrong will finally be made right Well, count on me to still be ill at ease Count on me...read more

And I wake up in the city All them cold dim lights shining down on me The walls are concrete, I can’t kick through them The windows dirt filled, I can’t see through them ...read more

I ask myself honestly to evaluate what I see. I have so many doubts about you that are eating at me. You can talk all you want, but your justifcations absurd. I will judge you...read more