Jhameel - Songs of Religion lyrics

Choirs sing in the Catholic towns of America Loud voices implore me, to lift my head But why, when there is no one to touch my face No comfort or wisdom to give or take But how songs of religion caress my brow Though my back is turned from the crown of thorns I made you my Jesus, my everything But now, I lift my head to denounce your reign And I look, into the European eyes of God No fragile a home can keep me sad Despite, I gaze into the endless space The stars and planets speak Come into our house, where our hearts can breathe