the crown

when you standing on the ground you looking up
you see the brow adorned with a crown
and drown your sorrows in a cup
when you're alone, the climb is twice as far to the throne
you thrown out in the cold thinking of giving up
on your own they looking at you like you ain't living up
to they standards you can't find the answer
at the bottom of a bottle of stout
or the end of a philly burnt and hollowed out
it's when the feet finally follow the mouth
they see the deeds do what your mouth is talking about
they see the seeds planted and now the plant is peeking out
excuse me teacher i'm sorry for speaking out
but i can't see the reason for what you're teaching 'bout
the truth is what they usually preach about
if i question what they preach am i seeking doubt?
if i see truth i believe i should seek it out
tongue loose preacher said i should watch what i'm speaking 'bout
keep kneeling down hail mary
repeat it or God is telling peter keep him out
no heaven when time on the meter's out
I'm a ride for the Glory and see the sequence out
and see sense in the Speaker on the Mount
now we back to the climb up to hear the Sound
we pick it up to keep from falling down