A Punch Of Pacifist - Trick Of The Light lyrics

A Sunday proposal you got on one knee down on Old Harold's farm, picnic under a tree do you remember how a trick of the light turned the sky green? scraped up enough, barely enough to get by and we bought that land when Old Harold retired you wore those brown military shoes married in fifty-two you built this house with those slender strong hands and a family was raised, grandchildren were planned a spot of dirt but Heaven all our own now I salt this earth mortality binds, no one is truly free sometimes tricks of light are all we see hair cropped short, you never lost that style even with the long hair we wore nineteen-seventy-four when we lost our first child to war your strength kept me strong then a ma**acre of fine mind brought down too fast like paint peeling off a barn life fades, it dont last Ive never seen you look so confused, and Im asking God what to do Is the Good Book being untrue? That bad things cant happen to good people like you? Seems like dust swept under the rug Time slips by, its never enough Now as you lay As I watch you fade With eyes that stare, lost and away Tell me what do you see? Skies of green? Points of will shine like star No matter how lost I know who you are A miracle of clarity came so few and far between As I see in your eyes who you used to be Your rough voice begins to rasp, begging, set me free please help me dear, before I lose my head I cant take another day of lying here in bed Seeing ghosts from afar, my life hijacked like a car And the worst is being condemned to live not remembering who you are. the pain is so great, cant help but lie awake And the shadows on the wall, echo past mistakes As demons tear my life away, while everyone else stays the same. At times I cant remember your name I cant do it myself would you please remove these chains? My own life cried out, brought the walls crashing down I will partake of your strength Kitchen knife on the shelf Dont judge me tell me what youd do If your own loved one begged the same of you? A Sunday requiem, if you ever happen to see 2 bodies buried, headstone under a tree Look for a trick of the light turning the sky green