Not Perceived - Priests

When I’m alone

Always feel like somebody’s in my home

Somewhere far away

Watching me like I’m on stage

So forgive me

If I come off a little uneasy

I am afraid it’s a job hazard of this reality

I’m uneasy about anything that might perceive me

Keep your eyes closed

Parts of my soul your vision cannot go

I’m a landing for sailing ships misunderstanding

Shores are my clothes

Respectfully, some things you will not know

See is to be

That’s your deity

I need release

Invisible, some kind of free

In my own home

Breathing easy in a blindfold

I’m an unknown

Haunted house made of marrow and bones

I’m on fire

Hoping when the light expires

Nobody sees

Not perceived, some kind of free

See is to be

That’s your deity

I need release

Invisible, some kind of free