She taught me love was just a fleeting act of God
Given grace we might forget just who we are
Maybe it's easier if we don't have to face
The fact that we're already alone, that I'm already alone
My God, my God, how we speak the words.
You're a thousand miles away but
Tonight it feels much farther than that
I can pretend like I've seen your face
But the clouds are in the way,
Are they still filled to the brim with your grace?
Walk like the dead we try to fake awake
Like when I drive with my knees, so my hands don't freeze
There's a hole inside my pocket where my apathy hides
There's a couple ways to live, there's only one way to be alive
And when the rain comes down, we'll stay indoors
When the floodwater comes, keep off of the floor
I can pretend like I've seen your face
But the clouds are in the way,
Are they still filled to the brim with your grace?
And every year you throw away your old calendars but before you do,
You copy out the birthdays from
Those parties you were never invited to
And you hope, this time they'll remember you
Yeah, you hope, this time they'll remember you.
And every year you throw away your old calendars but before you do,
You copy out the birthdays from
Those parties you were never invited to
And you hope, this time they'll remember you
Yeah, you hope, this time they'll remember you.
My God, my God, how we speak the words.
You're a million miles away but
Tonight it feels much farther than that