This is how I tell him
Oh, but it's long
One Sunday Morning

Oh, one son is gone.
I can see where it's dawning
Over the sea

My father said what I had become
No one should be.
Outside I look lived in

Like bones in a shrine
How am I forgiven?
Oh I'll give it time.

In silence without warning
Holding my brow
In time he thought I'd kill him

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 life
He cried out, I fear what waits for you.
I can hear those bells

Spoken and gone
I feel if I feel well
Now he knows he was wrong.

I am 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 him
Oh, but it's wrong

One Sunday morning
One son is gone