This is how I tell him, oh, but it's long
One Sunday morning, oh, one son is gone
I can see where it's dawning over the sea
My father said what I had become, no one should be
Outside I look lived in, like bones in a shrine
How am I forgiven? Oh, I'll give it time
In silence without warning, holding my brow
In time he thought I'd kill him, oh, but I didn't know how
I said it's your God I don't believe in
No, your bible can't be true
Knocked down by the long life
He cried out, I fear what waits for you
I can hear those bells, spoken and gone
I feel if I feel well, now he knows he was wrong
I am cold for my father, frozen underground
Jesus I wouldn't bother, he belongs to me now
Something sad keeps moving, so I wandered around
I fell in love with the burden holding me down
Bless my mind, I miss being told how to live
What I learned without knowing how much more I owe
Than I can give
This is how I tell him, oh, but it's wrong
One Sunday morning, one son is gone