My favorite song off of The Whole Love, and an incredibly poetic piece in my mind. It's sorrowful, long, and something that you don't hear too often.
- This is how I'll tell it
Oh, but it's long.
One Sunday Morning
Oh, one son is gone.
Against the weather dawning
Over the sea
My father said what I had become
No one should be.
Outside I look lived in
Like the bones in a shrine
How am I forgiven?
Oh, I'll give it time.
This I learned without warning
Holding my brow
In time we thought I would kill him
Oh, but I didn't know how.
I said it's your God I don't believe in
No, your Bible can't be true
Knocked down by the long lie
He cried I fear what waits for you.
I can hear those bells
Spoken and gone.
I feel relief I feel well
Now he knows he was wrong.
Ring 'em cold for my father
Frozen underground
Jesus I wouldn't bother
He belongs to me now.
Something sad keeps moving
So I wandered around.
I fell in love with the burden
Holding me down.
Bless my mind, I miss
Being told how to live.
What I learned without knowing
How much more I owe than I can give.
This is how I tell it
Oh, but it's long.
One Sunday morning
One son is gone.