Zeal and Sword

Father time and my life would both agree
That there's no worse an age than 23
I see them laughing together at me

I remember when I was but a child
Hearing stories of ghosts and love worthwhile
One in the same, a myth and my mother's smile

Tell me that I'm what you prayed for
I am so sorry I can't be the son you hoped for

When a man gains the strength to share his heart
Trust a woman enough to lift his guard
Then a viper strikes and she always leaves a scar

There are things that will haunt us 'til we die
Like these wounds others see but we try to hide
Like the women I've loved, the indifference in their eyes

Tell me that I'm what you prayed for
I am so sorry I can't be the man you hoped for

God, why did this happen to me
I thought you said you'd take care of me
Here I am struggling to believe

In the garden was peter and our lord
When he cut off an ear with zeal and sword
I fear I too, will mistake our saviors words

As I lay with these hands wrapped round my face
Contemplating my life my love my faith
It may just be survival, but I hope it's just my age



Credits
Writer(s): Hunter Thompson
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