Prisons Paroles

Maybe he'll show me
a vision of the day he was risen
and I'll rise right out of this prison

Maybe he'll decide
let the devil ride

It's this decision
on the way I'm living
I know I've been sinning

So bring on
a vision of the day he was risen
Can i rise right out of this prison

Consider me delinquently
well in better times
with less on my mind
Decisions grow into visions
end up in prisons
little decisions