Now I’ve stood at the gates of heaven
I’ve been invited to a ball in hell
I’ve been doomed to dance with lovers
Who’d kiss but never tell
I’ve wondered which way to fall,
every other night
But it gets alright
I have walked in the darkest alleys
Infested by rabid wolves
Wounded and frightened and bleeding
Not knowing which way to go
Sooner or later, the healing begins,
when you’re caught in the shadow of light
And it gets alright
I have dabbled in salvation
Only to be let down
I have stoned the bleeding Jesus
I’ve laughed at his thorny crown
Too many times I’ve altered my stance,
shifting from left to right
Still it gets alright
1 comment:
i love the heavy, pounding rhythm. and the dark, mystery filled imagery.
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