| Song | Evangelist |
| Artist | Matt Corby |
| Album | Resolution |
| Verse 1 | |
| There’s a cold, cold, trickle down my spine | |
| The white writer gonna tell you what’s not mine | |
| Oh I hope I see you passing by my door | |
| Oh I hope I won’t see you anymore. | |
| Chorus | |
| Oh I know on the inside you’re wondering why you fight | |
| It seems that your restrained by devout belief that ruins your life | |
| I won’t listen to you won’t you blow right past my door. | |
| Oh I won’t listen to you, blank the screen and I’ll try to ignore you. | |
| Verse 2 | |
| There’s a white, light glimmer in my eye | |
| And the light is refracting in my sight | |
| Oh I Hope I see you passing by my door | |
| I hope I don’t see you anymore | |
| Chorus | |
| Oh I know on the inside you’re wondering why you fight | |
| It seems that your restrained by devout belief that ruins your life | |
| I won’t listen to you won’t you blow right past my door. | |
| Oh I won’t listen to you, blank the screen and I’ll try to ignore you. | |
| Bridge | |
| Is it strange to believe that the lukewarm pollution has seen revolution | |
| Hard to reside & the fires steal the light and the spirits need reviving | |
| Will to your father, he’ll hold you through these treacherous times | |
| (… not sure about this line) | |
| Instrumental | |
| You should catch onto the rest |
| Verse 1 | |
| There' s a cold, cold, trickle down my spine | |
| The white writer gonna tell you what' s not mine | |
| Oh I hope I see you passing by my door | |
| Oh I hope I won' t see you anymore. | |
| Chorus | |
| Oh I know on the inside you' re wondering why you fight | |
| It seems that your restrained by devout belief that ruins your life | |
| I won' t listen to you won' t you blow right past my door. | |
| Oh I won' t listen to you, blank the screen and I' ll try to ignore you. | |
| Verse 2 | |
| There' s a white, light glimmer in my eye | |
| And the light is refracting in my sight | |
| Oh I Hope I see you passing by my door | |
| I hope I don' t see you anymore | |
| Chorus | |
| Oh I know on the inside you' re wondering why you fight | |
| It seems that your restrained by devout belief that ruins your life | |
| I won' t listen to you won' t you blow right past my door. | |
| Oh I won' t listen to you, blank the screen and I' ll try to ignore you. | |
| Bridge | |
| Is it strange to believe that the lukewarm pollution has seen revolution | |
| Hard to reside the fires steal the light and the spirits need reviving | |
| Will to your father, he' ll hold you through these treacherous times | |
| not sure about this line | |
| Instrumental | |
| You should catch onto the rest |