Mr Priest

No matter how I try

this will always be my cross to bear

spread my mercy in screaming chunks of death

and my love in a simple whiskey glass

No matter how I try

this will always be my cross to bear

suffer the little children unto me

and I will do all I humanly can

No matter how I try

will this always be my cross to bear?

how dare this bright-eyed Angel

tell me the choice is mine to make

Lord knows that I've tried

but he gave me this cross to bear

but now I have to wonder if he also gave

the right to take one life to save another

I thought no matter how I tried

this cross would alway be mine to bear

that was before that sweet, soft woman

gave me something precious to hold on to

So in the dusty street I tried

to make my thoughts empty and bare

but a revalation came and I made my choice

funny how he was right all along

And in the empty church I cried

now the cross has me to bear

how tragic that now that I have so much to live for

it ends...no...not yet...