So, the tabernacle curtain ripped
Over the pallor of your eyes;
The wall of reliance has a crack,
Every level has it's fault,
Cement gives it strength.
The foundation's well-worth building on.
Leave the tools on site,
Tomorrow make it right.
An abandoned house,
Whomever lived there,
Collapses on itself.
So, is this what the owner wanted?
Brush on a new coat,
Hang floor length drapes,
Sweep away the refuse.
Bestow a second chance
On the sinner,
Not the sin;
On the wrong,
Not the doer.
Climb the steps again,
And knock,
Someone's in.
Feb 16, 2016
Feb 16, 2016 at 1:16 PM UTC
So, the tabernacle curtain ripped
Over the pallor of your eyes;
The wall of reliance has a crack,
Every level has it's fault,
Cement gives it strength.
The foundation's well-worth building on.
Leave the tools on site,
Tomorrow make it right.
An abandoned house,
Whomever lived there,
Collapses on itself.
So, is this what the owner wanted?
Brush on a new coat,
Hang floor length drapes,
Sweep away the refuse.
Bestow a second chance
On the sinner,
Not the sin;
On the wrong,
Not the doer.
Climb the steps again,
And knock,
Someone's in.
"Knock, Rap, and Tap" a phrase from an old song. Don't remember which one. I think it's "Until You Come Back to Me."
