Song Description
A reflection on my life on one April day
Song Length |
4:15 |
Genre |
Rock - General |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| |
Lyrics
Smoke from my cigarette
Curls around the kitchen light
I'm counting all my matches
And I'm stumbling through the night
Like a pilgrim new to Plymouth
I keep foundering on the rocks
But there's a key if I can find it
That will open every lock
I'm blind and I'm ambitious
And I don't know when to quit
Some will linger for awhile
'Til they've seen enough of it
I can't pretend to be surprised
By their anger anymore
I just wish for once I'd hold on
Before love walks out the door
And it's Good Friday
I can hear the church bells ring
Someone died for all my sins
And I give thanks to him
And it's Good Friday
But I don't know what that means
Because there is no good this Friday
There's just heaven and hell
And me here in between
The fear and the fire, suspending
Like nothing in the world I've ever known
I'm out on the wire, pretending
But there's nowhere in the world to call home
I've heard about redemption
I cannot believe it's true
That every broken dream that's ever been
Can just be healed again like new
So now I sit here wide awake
Through one more endless night
Playing movies in my head
And crawling to the light
Chorus