The Direction of Go
I lost my soul inside a church and the priest asked me,"Did it hurt
when God sank his shining teeth into you?"
I had no answer, my tongue was numb
deaf as wood and twice as dumb
I kept my arms wrapped tight around my ribcage.
And just like that I walked the streets and all I saw were hungry thieves
who only saw that I had nothing left now
To steal, to rob, God took it all
He lifted me then let me fall
what is holy justice up there if it's not a deadly rage?
I don't believe in whisps of thoughts, what I sold or what I bought
is just a part of the path I walk now
I can dance like mad or stand so still
you'd never see me on your hill
wanting to get inside your lonely heart somehow.
I don't live inside a box and I found out neither does God
and He and I are both alone, the same
Our love is tragic but so full of hope
I think together we could cope
but you'll have to let down all those walls now.
God and I may have broken up but we're still friends, I have His cup
and it sits on the ledge of my window
Balanced there right on the edge
I think of you and I make a pledge
That Love will never come between your heart and mine
You wanted protection and you put up your dukes to protect you
the hunter's arrow a perfect shot
You left me lame and broken there
You drove away to the mountain's air
and as I bled our love away under the moonlight
I asked my old friend God up there, to open up that pearly stair
to escalate me just above zero
He gave me just enough help to stand
but I didn't see in His other hand
He had a picture of the moment you destroyed me
He would not barter it back to me, he lied about Eternity
and said I wouldn't like it anyway
That the twist inside is the pain I seek
it's the only thing that keeps me meek
enough to keep from wandering asleep into the sea
Now I live between the black and light, never wrong and never right
and for once I feel a little more relieved
You met me when the roads had broken
But all the love I'd ever spoken
to you was meant then and I meant no harm
But like God I can't reach far enough, or have the strength to set it off
and blow down all your walls
I'm not a doctor who can heal all your wounds
or like Jesus call into your tomb
so you would rise, born again, into my arms
I've been brought low
but it's ok you know
I'm still walking
in the direction of Go.