Three Days

There's no place I can take you that you've not already been
There's nothing I can show you that you've not already seen
The crucifix is breaking and the night is wearing thin
Break the bread and break my bones and slip under my skin

Oh I can't see reality anymore
Weeds are growing through the battered cathedral floor

If I could calm my aching mind I'd find some kind of peace
The summer sun has faded with the promise of release
The crucifix is shattered and denies its own decay
It looks as though the truth and life just might've lost their way

Oh I can't see reality anymore
Weeds are growing through the battered cathedral floor

We all know the sound of a mourning dove, though maybe not by name
Our worlds all might be changing but they sing on just the same
The crucifix is missing, there's a space hanging in my heart
The archways and the windows were empty from the start

Oh I can't see reality anymore
Weeds are growing through the battered cathedral floor
Oh I can't see reality anymore
Weeds are growing through the battered cathedral floor



Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Lockhart
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