Pitching Far Too High

These were worked out from  Cotton Wool and Knotted Wood  so they may be different from 
the April version but I don t know. The lyrics were taken from their website...
Pitching Far Too High (Cotton Wool and Knotted Wood)


All that I love now
                        
I’m pitching far too high
                     
I cannot behold.


Gilted angel’s robe
                       
The guilted pierced soul
              
I cannot behold.

                        
And the heavens roll
                            
And the trumpets blow
                  
And the sun outside burns
                                                                 
This uncertain soul


And all my learning stops
                        
Whilst trying to join these dots
                    
That pin-prick the night


The sun streams its life through the glass
                                            
Scriptures and sermons elapse (suddenly)
           
I’m with you.


I’m old enough now to decide (all that I know now)
        
To leap out and loosen these ties (pitching far too high)
                   
Oh something is grounding me

And it’s something I like…

                        
And the heavens roll
                            
And the trumpets blow
                  
And the sun outside burns
                                                                 
This uncertain soul

                        
And the heavens roll
                            
And the trumpets blow
                  
And the sun outside burns
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This uncertain soul