Don’t Let Me Die

I walk these streets with my soleless feet
Haunt the ground where it was I once tread
On Grafton's Arcade pours the rich commerce rain
Though the voices I no longer hear speak
Heaven's to blame, so, on that I'll abstain
Best clean the church from my cracked fingernail

But don't let me die still wonderin'
What it was I left behind

From God's golden plate begrudgers they eat
'Til their belly's burst ignorance bliss
Never they roam a wanderless home
Is as far as their sorry eye sees
Give me a rusty ol' goat well trampled and soaked
Until these ashes and blood mingle deep

But don't let me die still wonderin'
What it was I left behind

Though I've been that face before
Slammed every open door
Squandered once scattered beliefs
So, when the waves come crashin' in
I'll swim as the ocean swims
Out with the morning tide
Then back for my tea

So, I'll do as I please like the well-tempered breeze
Blowin' which way I see fit
I'll grey with the clay seven days till the day
When they throw me on the potter's scrap heap
But take my advice: you'll have to bury me twice
Because the first time I won't rest easily

But don't let me die still wonderin'
What it was I left behind

So, don't let me die still wonderin'
What it was I left behind
I want a race well run ahead of the gun
With a dance before the far finish line
So, no lifelong regrets, only well feathered steps
'Til these shoes I can longer shine

But don't let me die still wanderin'
For the love I left behind



Credits
Writer(s): David King, George E Schwindt, Bridget A Regan, Dennis Casey, Nathen Maxwell, Matthew A Hensley, Robert A Schmidt
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