Testo di John the 23rd

Inside a heart Of freezing boys Searching for the answer In a shiney dime Who beg for sleep And piece of mind Why must the aging page Decide? Me and John the 23rd have Tasted these sour words and I Just can't shake this belief that it's not a Test of devotion or something you read From the dawn of time They taught her why Not to ask those questions And never cry A plate of stars Could never take the place of the Boy who swore to catch me As I run through the rye I know it's been quite a long time since I Sang a hym without guilt in my eyes And I know he truly wouldn't care 'Cause if you really tried, he'd save a place for you there My weary heart Is looking, restless Not for a pardon But just one promise All the faith that one can deserve, it's Enough to wonder why you punish your girls Sure he's facing you now, and not the wall, but isn't that Better than facing nothing at all?