Here's to reasons we fly
between our dreams and the sky
to the heavens above
here's to reasons we love.
In the desolation of a bankrupt nation where the hard pressed, distressed, the poorer and depressed in a state of denial put Jesus on trial
I read a story that was written about the time god had smitten the wicked,
it was wicked though I suspect also untrue.
Why would a god of love do
such a thing?
We all sing out dirges
we are the victims of pogroms and purges
It wasn't just you
I suspect that might be true.
Projecting ahead
I forecast
the dying are already fed up and the dead will then try to rise up as Babylon falls.
in the priest hole behind the false wall there's a skeleton
a relic, maybe holy or that may be
hocus pocus
it's up to us
to decide
If he died did he rise?
I don't know religion like the back of my hand
don't have a grandstand view
but it could be true.
Jul 14, 2016
Jul 14, 2016 at 1:43 PM UTC
Here's to reasons we fly
between our dreams and the sky
to the heavens above
here's to reasons we love.
In the desolation of a bankrupt nation where the hard pressed, distressed, the poorer and depressed in a state of denial put Jesus on trial
I read a story that was written about the time god had smitten the wicked,
it was wicked though I suspect also untrue.
Why would a god of love do
such a thing?
We all sing out dirges
we are the victims of pogroms and purges
It wasn't just you
I suspect that might be true.
Projecting ahead
I forecast
the dying are already fed up and the dead will then try to rise up as Babylon falls.
in the priest hole behind the false wall there's a skeleton
a relic, maybe holy or that may be
hocus pocus
it's up to us
to decide
If he died did he rise?
I don't know religion like the back of my hand
don't have a grandstand view
but it could be true.
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