Sometimes when the night is long
and hope is wearing thin
falling veils are all that sells
and nothing is a sin
There’s a wall between us built
of words misunderstood
solid concrete lies we told
each other cause we could
Someone else’s problems
someone else who tripped and fell
Still we try to sleep at night
with stories we can’t tell
Redemption and salvation
exemption and damnation
exhaustion and exclusion
builds a cage for our seclusion
In this home away from home
live words inside my head
for a song without a tone
I wrote down here instead
Exemption ain’t redemption
but salvation could be worse
every church i ever went to
took the money from my purse
Exemption ain’t redemption
but perhaps its just as well
with all the saints in heaven
I may have more friends in hell ~
