Song To Raise The Dead

I pull the shade down a ways
It is getting late
I feel your eyes on my back
This is not our fate
You are so cold
Under covers in the bed we made
You fall asleep
Drift in dream till you fade away

Rainbow puddles in the street
The face I'd like to meet
Crown of thorns upon your head
Sing a song to raise the dead

I don't know where I should go
Now that we are here
I don't know why I should keep
All the things we fear
I don't think we are a team
Anymore we're alone
I'm afraid to see the things beneath
My flesh and bone

Rainbow puddles in the street
The face I'd like to meet
Crown of thorns upon your head
Sing a song to raise the dead

I pull the shade down a ways
It is getting late
I feel your eyes on my back
This is not our fate
You are so cold
Under covers in the bed we made
You fall asleep
Drift in dream till you fade away

Rainbow puddles in the street
The face I'd like to meet
Crown of thorns upon your head
Sing a song to raise the dead



Credits
Writer(s): Josh Bledsoe
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