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Workman Song performs "No, It's Not" at the music office in Christ Church NYC during the wee hours of the night. Recorded on iPhone 6 and Tascam DR-05 Field Recorder.

lyrics:
I spilled my colors onto the floor like a newborn babe unto the earth. I thought that it was righteous, but no, it’s not. I watched your fingers dancing on my guitar. I watched the empires rise and fall. I watched as daggers rained down from the clouds. I watched your fingers dancing on my guitar. I spilled my colors onto the floor like a newborn babe unto the earth. I thought that it was righteous, but no, it’s not. I gave you apples from our old tree. I gave you wisdom under the sun. I gave you something that we could not see. I gave you You, and to me, you gave Me. I spilled my colors onto the floor like a newborn babe unto the earth. I thought that it was righteous, but no, it’s not. I laughed at my footprints swimming away. I laughed at preachers with nothing to say. I laughed with all the dead men ’til they were all out of breath. I laughed at my body for being made of flesh. I spilled my colors onto the floor like a newborn babe unto the earth. I thought that it was righteous, but no, it’s not. And I thought that a dream was never coming true. And I thought it was strange that Me, instead, is You. I thought that oceans only waved when I looked their way. And I thought that Jesus Christ was dead, but I touched His wounds and I saw His face. I spilled my colors onto the floor like a newborn babe unto the earth. I thought that it was righteous, but no, it’s not.

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