Some of Adam’s Blues lyrics
by Quaker City Night Hawks
My name was written down
From a foundation
Despite our faithlessness
You send salvation
Lost through the garden gates
Lips wet with languish
No thought of memory
No simple precedent
And now I know it's true
His day is coming boy
That final judgement
No matter where you go
You can't hide from him
Lost through the garden gates
Lips wet with languish
No thought of memory
No simple precedent
And now I know it's true
Lost through the garden gates
Lips wet with languish
Your day is coming oh
And I feel it
Lost through the garden gates
Lips wet with languish
No thought of memory
No simple precedent
And now I know it's true