“No man for any considerable period can wear one face to himself and another to the multitude, without finally getting bewildered as to which may be the true” ~Nathaniel Hawthorne,The Scarlet Letter, Chapter XX ” The Minister in a Maze.                                                                                                                           

Familiar faces & places don’t mean a thing
We are all sinners and fake converts
Drinking from the same water in the same Boat
Who are you to cast the first stone

We don’t become saints over night, it just takes time
so don’t mix blood in water and think it will all wash away

Let’s Raise Our Hands to the Sun
to trace the the lines in our palms
to find our way back home
to find our way back home
back home is all we know

We are all sinners
we are all liars
We are worst of the worst
And I pray to God he can forgive us
I pray to God he can forgive us

We don’t become saints over night
It Just takes time
We don’t become saints over night
It Just takes, It just takes time.