Thursday - Asleep In The Chapel Lyrics
Three chalk outlines sleep in the dirty streetAnd in our beds, under the sheetsThey're the halo of guilt hanging around your neckNext to the rosary you count falling asleepAnd we're prayingThese are the symptomsOf letting go of all our hopeSince we can't compete with martyred saintsWe'll douse ourselves in gasoline and hang our bodies from the lampostsSo that our shadows turn into bright lights'White lights, white heat'We'll make as we're blacking out in the center lane(We swerve)To the beat(Spill)All the inkNo revisionsDo you hear the church bells ringing?Wake up!! Wake up in an outline and try to speakWith the shattered voice of the lives we lead(Have we slept too long)Between the bullet holes in a stained glass window state?And we're prayingThese are the symptomsOf letting go of all our hope(When we repent)And we're praying(We fall on the page)(Read in the margins)We are the symptomsOf letting go of all our hopeSomeday we'll be complete like modern saintsBaptize our kids in gasolineAnd hang our doubts up in cathedralsSo that they turn to faith in the colored sun'Red rain, red rain'We'll make as we're blacking out in the center lane(We swerve)To the beat(Spill)All the ink(No revisions)Do you hear the church bells ringing?They ring for you(We woke up this morning to a sky with no air in itAnd the street is filled with a thousand burning crossesAnd what we thought was the sunrise, just passing headlights)Still the choir girls sing'Oh lord, can you save us, save us?Oh, lord, sing hallelujah.Oh lord, can you save us, save us?Oh, lord, sing hallelujah.'They are the symptomsOf letting go of all our hopeWe're falling asleep with open eyesFalling asleep inside the chapelFalling asleep in chalk outlinesFalling asleep as the headlights pass us by
