Only the dead tell the truth
But their mouths are silenced
We accuse our brothers of sin
Are Christ’s words spoken here?
But I don’t believe that
I was born again last night
You made me see the light
I know he will forgive me
I don’t walk around as much
But I still make eye contact
I want to know who you are
I want it to be love and not fear
But it’s so hard to believe
I saw faces on the pavement
Too late for earthly sacrament
Yet from blindness they now see
I want you near my grave when I go
I thought about being scattered about
Maybe memories are better as stars
I’ll let the sun draw your shadow near
But is it late for you to believe?
I’m dedicating my soul to you
Carved stone words are true
My ashes won’t be lost at sea
Oct 3, 2017
Oct 3, 2017 at 10:21 PM UTC
Only the dead tell the truth
But their mouths are silenced
We accuse our brothers of sin
Are Christ’s words spoken here?
But I don’t believe that
I was born again last night
You made me see the light
I know he will forgive me
I don’t walk around as much
But I still make eye contact
I want to know who you are
I want it to be love and not fear
But it’s so hard to believe
I saw faces on the pavement
Too late for earthly sacrament
Yet from blindness they now see
I want you near my grave when I go
I thought about being scattered about
Maybe memories are better as stars
I’ll let the sun draw your shadow near
But is it late for you to believe?
I’m dedicating my soul to you
Carved stone words are true
My ashes won’t be lost at sea
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