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GUILTLESS HAND Lyrics by Doug Mallard It wasn't always like this Still this is what it's become Two blind souls walking into the same four walls I hurt you, you say you're sorry You hurt me, I said I'm sorry And there's so much to this story We never bothered to read CHORUS: A seed of wisdom was planted in the sand Still I felt the need to dig it out with a guiltless hand You don't look twice at me Just feel like ice to me It must be so nice to be The only one who inhabits your little world You knew it was on my brain You kept me wired and chained And that just cannot explain The reason that I wanted you anyway CHORUS: A seed of wisdom was planted in the sand Still I felt the need to dig it out with a guiltless hand I can't say I was not stuck there But now that I've seen you from here I know I could never go And fall back in with you again It's never been known to change No one's willing to admit the blame Now it just flies around and lands On uncovered skin CHORUS: A seed of wisdom was planted in the sand Still I felt the need to dig it out with a guiltless hand A seed of wisdom was planted in the sand Still I felt the need to dig it out with a guiltless hand To dig it out with a guiltless hand To dig it out with a guiltless hand I hurt you, you say you're sorry You hurt me, I said I'm sorry And there's so much to this story...... SAINT BOB Lyrics by Doug Mallard, 10-15-97 Old Saint Bob, your spirit was robbed From the hearts of your innocent children; When God saved a cloud, For a rowdy and loud redneck fella; With a tasteless ethnic joke And a camel filter smoke, I'm sure you feel like you've found your heaven; But now the halo on your head, So much to be said, To the person who controls these things. CHORUS: I lost my faith in Jesus, The day he took you away from me. Some nights I feel like the Devil, Is the one who should be following me. Aah, aah, aah, There's no calm before the storm. Aah, aah, aah, There's no calm before the storm. The ones who were blessed, And liked to molest The children questioning heaven; Your man of the cloth Resentful to all The checks of the paper claim; Lord, I'm standing here and It doesn't seem clear All the mysteries surrounding your ways. For man makes the concepts, Your God makes mistakes and He doesn't clean up the pieces He breaks. CHORUS: I lost my faith in Jesus, The day he took you away from me. Sometimes I feel like the Devil, Is the one who should be following me. Aah, aah, aah, There's no calm before the storm. Aah, aah, aah, There's no calm before the storm. There's no calm before the storm. IN THE CLOSET Lyrics by Doug Mallard, 9-4-2000 When he didn't feel strong he acted strong just like a strong man When he felt all wrong he acted tough and became a real man But when the lights went out, he told nobody What he already knew He was what he hated most. When he felt terrified, he talked so loud that you would hear him If he felt criticized, he'd change the subject so you'd avoid him The attractions he felt ripped him up inside For he always knew he was what he hated most And when he died, his sister said it was cancer And when he died, his brother said he had heart problems And when he died, his father said it was pneumonia Though you were gone, you were still in the closet Though you were gone, you were still in the closet Though you were gone, you were still in the closet Though you were gone, you were still in the closet This is a writing of Jon's from his school days... I walked a long way to find the distance of my findings I found a lot of strange things I found the meaning of friendship in this distance I found the meaning of sharing and caring I found the meaning of love lost and not found I found the meaning of forgiveness when it could have been hate I found a closeness in my life, a closeness that made me think about the past I thought about the hurt I once had Then I thought about how I am now glad.