Resurrection

In the cold stone walls

House where the fleeting dead fall

A mother

Is crying

Outside

In the darkest of hours

Left with her perilous thoughts

They circle

To squeeze dry

Her soul

She said

Lord, imma' lose my baby

Lord, imma' lose my way

But if

Living means I'm dead here

Come hurry

And resurrect me

Aaaaahhhh.....

When the sun goes down

Into another night's arms

We're babies

In a scavenger's glimpse

Then a neon cross shines

And shows us to tread on the line

Of guilt trips

While love grips

The blind

I said,

Lord, imma' lose my head here

Lord, imma' lose my way

But if pushing means I'm stuck here

Come hurry and resurrect me

Imma' drop my head

Before I'm ready to stop

Imma' drop my head

Before I'm ready to stop

Imma' dig that grave

And fall in line for the drop

Before I'm ready to stop

If I'm ready or not

Imma' drop my head

Before I'm ready to stop

Imma' drop my head

Before I'm ready to stop

Imma' ride my time

Before they throw out the clock

Charge me blood by the hour

And make me pay for the talk

I said

Lord imma' lose my head here

Lord imma' lose my way

Imma' dig that grave

Imma' dig that grave

Baby blow this scene

Hang our hopes up to lean

And die until the resurrection of the things we believe

Imma' dig that grave