Every stone, every little thing
Reminds me of a song my mother used to sing
Big church clocks rang load that day as they all
had gathered
To see what that Sunday would bring
Family estate beneficiaries
Please all rise and gather round…
You can not see the road to freedom
Must commands this material world
In the name of the sun and the Holy Ghost
“Carried by the ocean tide, I meet you on
the other side”
“Walking the milky way”
If heaven’s close why can’t I see, please grant
me one last wish
Before we hand you over I seal it with a kiss
There’s so many things I should have told you
but in time
I’ll meet you by the end of the line
Contest of inheritance at law
Don’t bother bout the dead
God gracious me it looks llike you all have lost
your heads
You can not see the road to freedom
Must command this material world
In the name of the sun and the Holy Ghost
You will not find piece of mind
You’re much too blind
Must command this material world
Let the one without guilt cast the first stone
Is it too late to ask for your forgiveness?
My omissions must have failed my confidence
Rehabilitation of my honour honestly
I am loosing you, there ain’t nothing I can do
Please all rise and gather round the coffin
hahahaha
God gracious me it looks like you all have lost
your heads
You can not see…
“All those greedy people, let them burn in
hell. All those greedy people…”
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