Let us pray for your courage
Let the day break anew
You say, in all your infinite ways
“You will know grace”

You say home must be a lonesome mess like your head
You say mother must have a cold vacant side to her bed
The smell we detest has ceased to rise from the basement
You are dismissed; I hope your time has not been wasted

Let us pray for your courage
Let the day break anew
You say, in all your infinite ways
“You will know grace"

Good friend I pray
Are you listening
When I am undone
When I find I want nothing to do with love

All foul words, I know not love
All foul words, yet I’ve known love
You are love when love has lost its tongue

Go to the father for me
Go to the father for me
Go to the father for me
Go to the father for me

Go to the father for me
Go to the father for me
Go to the father for me
Go to the father for me

Go to the father for me
Go to the father for me
Go to the father for me
Go to the father for me

I need this cemetery
This hospital bed
Out of perspective
His painted hands cascading down my back
Friend of mine
Friend of mine, go


Lyrics submitted by Punkgitardude, edited by StephenShutters

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