on the second of May i didn’t see anyway
we would make it here

but i wrote you a song that said it wouldn’t be long
while i bled in fear

oh, for all i knew was once in the center
on walls and old bridges where we walked together
i could see

but you made my life blind, you left me stranded in time
in a foreign place

my home was long gone and my night became dawn
and that had a weight

that song that i wrote had felt a bit dimmer
i made a new song where you fought the winter
while you freeze

you remind me today that this was His way;
not to feel the shame

and if we’d do it again you wouldn’t amend;
it would be the same

oh, and you knew that we’d be together
that in the cold storm you could face the weather
just for me

on the path to Damascus
at the dimming of the day
Paul laid down his armament
and God walked his way

what a failure of reason
what a reasonable choice
to walk in a direction
but to stifle your voice

was Paul not a martyr
nor did he ****** a few
what service or sacrament
i coud sit in a pew

to abolish the firmament
to get rid of my crimes
i won’t let go of reason
but i’ve laid down in kind

what a bitter infusion
of logic and love
you are earnest in affection
but you’re still stuck above

and on the path to Damascus
Paul fell at once blind
and i can see the reflection
that’s how we’re designed

all my love is within reach
all my paths and futures
i told death come swim with me
or drown on the shore in disbelief

nothing in the space between
there was nothing to fear, nothing to doubt
death alone could swim with me
where there’s nothing to fear, nothing to doubt

i asked the devil what do you see
all his paths and futures
he jumped into the river
and at once i ran to the space between