This is how I tell him
Oh, but it's long
One Sunday Morning
Oh, one son is gone
I can see where it's dawning
Over the sea
My father said what I had become
No one should be
Outside I look lived in
Like bones in a shrine
How am I forgiven?
Oh I'll give it time
In silence without warning
Holding my brow
In time he thought I'd kill him
But I didn't know how
I said it's your God I don't believe in
No, your Bible can't be true
Knocked down by the long life
He cried out, I fear what waits for you
I can hear those bells
Spoken and gone
I feel if I feel well
Now he knows he was wrong
I am cold for my father
Frozen underground
Jesus I wouldn't bother
He belongs to me now
Something sad keeps moving
So I wandered around
I fell in love with the burden
Holding me down
Bless my mind, I miss
Being told how to live
What I learned without knowing
How much more I owe
Than I can give
This is how I tell him
Oh, but it's wrong
One Sunday morning
One son is gone