Blessed Persistence کے بول

I changed my mind And looked no better Hard of hart, blind Blind to his higher art My frustration, my anger in disguise, I slip under I slip under quiet He spots me anyhow Chalk up my name You burn my bridges for me To a dry and clackin' stalk I swallow stone They do not recognize inside with them The locust has no king Just noise and hard language They talk me over but I fade slower On fever Blessed persistence right under my skin Blessed persistence Blessed persistence right under my skin You burn my bridges for me To a dry and clackin' stalk Blessed persistence Nothing comes to mind Chalk up my name Right under your skin To a dry and clackin' stalk Nothing comes Nothing comes to mind