Namelessnumberheadman - I Know How You Got Old lyrics

Read the play in the spring Thought a lot about God's role in suffering And all...all of the millions of times. I heard the news in July Had no symptoms, only the reasons why All...all of those lost, sacred rhymes were lies. I had imagined it mattered which reasons to use But winter brought nothing but all the bad news we could bear Could hardly bear Heard your voice through the gla** Felt you standing at every slow street I pa**ed And then...then I was standing alone. I strained to think what you said To remember the last couple lines you read And grinned...grinned with the grace of a saint I had imagined the best way to deal with the blow We stood on the lawn and we sang in the snow How I wanted God to know I know how you got old.