i found george fox living in a journal with his life documented. i found george fox living in a journal that is waiting to be read. i could sing his song for you; i could sing it for you. i could sing his song for you; i could sing it for you.

george didn’t find comfort in idolatry or dogma. he went to the countryside to see what christ jesus would offer. he found margaret. he found james. he found that truth and light remain in times of darkness, in times of pain, in times of restlessness he prayed.

he prayed.

george didn’t think god spoke more to educated clergy. he would never doff his hat. he said that everyone is worthy. he was laughed at, thrown in jail. he let his inner christ prevail. he wore plainclothes and he was strong and there were sixty thousand quakers when he was done.

he prayed.

guitar, bass guitar, trombone, vocals by jon watts