The Road Home To Panther Creek

Maylene and the Sons of Disaster

Here we go again
I believe you, but I've always been one to take advantage of
If the blinders, where just gone, would you then feel Jesus
You've seen miracles, I know you
Faith comes like the waves
Not much for leaders to little control
And the joy is all material, real as you want to believe
Now is not the time for reality
Salvation just an emotion like the one you're riding now
The foundation was never there
Turn on burn not the most peaceful thing, but truth is out of my hands
Love is never easy
Not too attractive for the weak