This is how I tell him
Oh, but it´s long
One Sunday Morning
Oh, one son is gone.
I can see where it´s dawning

Over the sea
My father said what I had become
No one should be.
Outside I look lived in
Like bones in a shrine
How am I forgiven?
Oh I´ll give it time.
In silence without warning
Holding my brow
In time he thought I´d kill him
But I didn´t know how.
I said it´s your God I don´t believe in
No, your Bible can´t be true
Knocked down by the long life
He cried out, I fear what waits for you.
I can hear those bells
Spoken and gone
I feel if I feel well

Now he knows he was wrong.
I am cold for my father
Frozen underground
Jesus I wouldn´t bother
He belongs to me now.
Something sad keeps moving
So I wandered around.
I fell in love with the burden
Holding me down.
Bless my mind, I miss
Being told how to live.
What I learned without knowing
How much more I owe
Than I can give.
This is how I tell him
Oh, but it´s wrong
One Sunday morning
One son is gone