Mortaljive: The Rest is Silence

There is no still point in all the Universe, and that is the rock upon which I stand

Saturday, August 04, 2012

Stop the Light!


they looked so good
dressed in their Sunday best
the boys still were running hard
the girls blushed in their dresses

the church had all the spirit
the parking lot was full
they had the rights on paradise
so they would have some pull

they held the cross up to the sun
they would knock on heaven's door
but they blocked the way so now i say
i cannot believe you anymore

what makes you ecstatic
what makes you alive
you never talk of jesus
when you try and stop the light
stop the light
stop the gaining of the days
stop the way that people love
stop, do as i say
stop the light
stop the wilderness maze
you never talk of jesus
when you're blocking all those rays

wars have come and sorta gone
it's really hard to tell
we send our soldiers far away
it's like they fell down some kind of well

those who love their god so true
so proud and unashamed
were awful quiet when we killed
and loud when love was gained

do you love your jesus
are you reflected in his eyes
why do you look so angry
in those tears when he cries


what makes you ecstatic
what makes you alive
you never talk of jesus
when you try and stop the light
stop the light
stop the gaining of the days
stop the way that people love
stop, do as i say
stop the light
stop the wilderness maze
you never talk of jesus
when you're blocking all those rays

what's the matter with thinking
what's the matter with thought
when you listen to the sermon
to understand is all we've got

but i cannot help but wonder
why now, why here?
so many, so disturbed
trembling with fear

i cried to heaven
let us love one another
they shook their heads in fear
and could not find their mother


what makes you ecstatic
what makes you alive
you never talk of jesus
when you try and stop the light
stop the light
stop the gaining of the days
stop the way that people love
stop, do as i say
stop the light
stop the wilderness maze
you never talk of jesus
when you're blocking all those rays

do you remember all the echoes
from the crime so long ago
they're still bouncing off the rocks
you can hear it down below

the good news was coming
for the poor, the sick and down
god was most needed
at the last edge of the town

at the border of heaven
where the cripples still can't run
you can hear them chanting
below a setting sun


what makes you ecstatic
what makes you alive
you never talk of jesus
when you try and stop the light
stop the light
stop the gaining of the days
stop the way that people love
stop, do as i say
stop the light
stop the wilderness maze
you never talk of jesus
when you're blocking all those rays


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