When the sun falls hard And you're feeling weak And you don't have the heart To turn the other cheek When you're under a**ault Your thoughts are unrelenting And there's no reason tonight To talk about repenting Oh you've done it this time Now there's no going back You've got a gun in your hand And a knife in your back As you feel yourself slipping Through the red, revolving door Because you've forgotten to remember You're beloved of the Lord When the sun rises rough On your strung-out self No, you didn't sleep a wink The night was like living hell And you know, yes you know This day will be like the last And you don't have the will To watch another one pa** But you take the call And tell her "it's true" You still love her Like you used to As you feel her heart slipping Through the red, revolving door Because you've forgotten to tell her She's beloved of the Lord O child, o child, o child, o dear After d**h, they say There's nothing to fear And you are so lovely All hung up and dressed In that black-veiled disguise That breathes like a wasp's nest Since there's no one to want And there's nowhere to run An old knife will work as well As any newfangled gun Then let yourself slip Through that red, revolving door Or come back around And wake to the Lord Yes, put down your weapons Be loved by the Lord