I woke up next to the preacher's wife
I try to not be to surprised with this way of life
So quiet on the pillow she's sleeping next to me
From her breathing I can hear the sounds of the sea
Last night we felt everything within us the heaven the Earth
Sunday mornings won't be what they used to be truly a second birth
I know my bible yes I know the words
I know my rival yes I know I'm cursed
I won't become a thing seriously
It's only the fool who becomes anything...
Yesterday when we fell she felt out of sorts
I had seen her gaze I had heard the reports
It's easy to be ill-suited in her kind of world
To have the kind of dreams he thought so absurd
I'm not trying to solve her problems I can't even solve my own
With the soil that I've plowed & the seeds that I've sown
I know my bible...
Is it the voice of God speaking through him when he says:
Intolerance....hate...murder....war
I kiss her warm cheek as I turn to leave
I think of her god and everything we believe
Freed from the bench into a life of real meaning
Goodbye to the church goodbye to the scheming
I open the door I walk towards the light
I feel my free will I feel divine right
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