歌词
Wandered deserts striking stones
Sweat our blood in the olive groves
Now two whole years with no reply,
Should we give sacrifice a try?
Still don’t know where I went wrong
Our pale horses riding all day long
And i can't tell where you went
Or who it was that really left
But when I pass those stained glass halls
I find you you filling up my head again
With Easter Sunday Sacraments
When I was just a kid
Playing games and pulling tricks out of our sleeves
But I can’t tell if we’re talking
You’re the same voice that I hear inside of me
When I’m too tired to think
Like a lamp light through the window in a starless sky
I never thought of you
As something I could lose
The spirit and the bride
The love of all my life
A family gathered where you lay
we laid our hands upon and prayed
Until they pulled me from my knees
And said it’s time for you to leave
“But I know the wonder working lord,
And I heard He’s raising from the dead again
The stories about Lazarus
Might be more than make believe
My lord is faithful,
Please take your hands off me.”
Now I dont hear you talking
No more comfort in the stories that I read
And I’m out of thoughts to think
The second coming savior running late this time and now I think I see
What lazarus taught me
The way he must’ve been surprised
The second time he died