14. Amen
Your mother's child.
But night lays you down.
Hair aflame, wild look in your eyes.
Naked belly to the ground
A forest fire nibbles at your veins,
Crawls up your arm, runs away with your mind
And burns dry thoughts like leaves.
(Chorus)
A-men.
Eyes stare up, but something's in the way.
In the Bible, only angels have wings
And the rest must wait to be saved.
A dry tongue screams at the sky
But the wind just breathes words in
As a strange bird tries to fly.
(Chorus)
Pieces of us die every day
As though our flesh were hell.
Such injustice, as children we are told
That from God we fell.
Where are my angels?
Where's my golden one?
Where's my hope now that my heros have gone?
Some are being beaten, some are being born.
And some can't tell the difference anymore.
(Chorus)
Hallelujah.
Hallelujah.