Holy Shroud Curtain Calls
broken down in a nowhere town,
and oh, let's stop on a funeral march.
down too deep and desperate to pack up
and start running again.
last bet,
last horse,
last race,
but oh, salvation came to me.
and oh, salvation sang to me.
we packed up and started running again.
(salvation)
we broke hearts,
turned heads,
broke beds,
and oh oh, bought a hearse for our skeletons
and pressed our luck till luck ran out.
two tickets, to start running again.
(salvation)
and oh love, there's no light to rely on.
her subtle, syllogistic sigh.
but oh, the truth shines line a wooden dime.
she deigned to write analphabetic lines
i deemed to defy,
and oh, salvation came to me,
and oh, salvation sang to me,
but we're down too deep,
and deperate to pack up.
and start running again.
(salvation)
we'll sing our hearts out
when the curtain calls,
you'll come run-running from redemption
to watch the skies.
