He's in a tomb,
he read that book page by page
In search of truth,
of comfort or some hope
If you knock, my door will open
But those who tried were all
locked tight
Light flickering lights,
bits of memories
Crossed his mind countless
shattered pieces
That refused to fall in place
He ran out search for
all the lost ones
But how much more lost could he
be?
He shook his fist at heaven
and stood up for all the broken souls
I will not forget the words
he spoke to me that day
And he said, man, if you believe,
would you ask one question?
In my name, close to me,
God never speaks
Does he still rest on Sunday
and look at his creation and think it
was good?
He could barely breathe,
hardly grab
Just one clear thought,
the walls were closing in
On him his time was running out
He read, if you ask you
will be given
And he thought of everything he had
lost
He shook his fist at heaven
and stood up for all the broken souls
I will not forget the words
he spoke to me that day
And he said, man if you believe,
would you ask one question?
In my name, cause to me
God never speaks
Does he stare at us someday
and look at his creation
and think it was good?
Does he think it was good?
He shook his head at heaven,
stood up for all the broken souls
I will not forget the words
he spoke to me that day
He said, man if you believe
would you ask one question
In my name cause to me
God never speaks
Does he still wrestle someday
and look at his creation and
think it was good
And does he think it was good?
It was a brief encounter
But after all these years
It's still on my mind
Nobody mourned for him
There were no flowers on his grave
I hope at last you've got your answer
And if so, would you let
me know?
You