Blemish from Handstands by Beerjacket

You can no longer ignore
This monster that’s camped itself up at your door
‘Cause you know you could always make so much more than just disaster
So no more excuses from you
Being blind to truth doesn’t make old things new
If you’re still in there, put one foot before you
Be your own master

Make peace with your blemish
Even pain can be cherished
Let your blood be replenished with mine
Don’t make a guest of your menace
Don’t let sadness stain every sentence
Let your wounds turn into weapons in time

And I’ll be waiting for your thunder to crack
When the storm’s before you, I’ll be at your back
The ground may try to swallow you
But I’ll map a path back to your home again

Make peace with your blemish
Even pain can be cherished
Let your blood be replenished with mine
Don’t make a guest of your menace
Don’t let sadness stain every sentence
Let your wounds turn into weapons in time

What I’m saying you can no longer ignore.

• Alternative
• acoustic
• folk
• indie
• indie-folk
• singer-songwriter
• Glasgow