A Grief Observed by Heath McNease

The Weight of Glory by Heath McNease

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A Grief Observed
by Heath McNease

Album: The Weight of Glory

Everyone I've ever known
Left me in my funeral clothes
With nothing but a single rose
To drop before the padlocks closes
Lowered down, lowered down

One day I will do the same
They beg me not to talk that way
But seconds pass and minutes fade
Time would never cower from the likes of me
So lower down

Mercy
O my soul
O my soul
O my soul

If a coward dies a million times
He feels the first plunge of the knife
Every time he shuts his eyes
He wakes the morning with his cries
Then what am I, if not the same

I miss her unexpectedness
Her faults and her resistances
If God remains persistent with the pain He brought her
How can I still pray to Him?
We're not the same

Mercy
On her soul
On her soul
On her soul

She says she was at peace with God
Though she know that I was not
The Chaplin gave his final thoughts
She exhaled and then smiled
But it was not for me
A Grief Observed

How wicked would it be for you
To wish her back now that she's through
To pray her here once she's passed through
A ray of light between right now and evermore
A Grief Observed

Mercy
On her soul
On her soul
On her soul

Mercy
On our soul
On our soul
On our soul