Heath McNease

The Great Divorce

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Under my papa's feet are realer than the final breath that he got to breathe
They're realer than my brothers' stone faces when
We took his casket out the church that he raised us in
And placed inside a hearse cemetery-bound
Right beside the girl loved enough to share his wedding vows
She played piano 'til the day she left him down
On this earth alone feeling like she left him out

But now they're reunited with a bond
The gates of hell could never tear asunder
Welcome to the marriage supper
Streets so real the heart could never bear another broken moment
Walk the road of romans like a careless lover
Cause when he said that he prepared for us
I hope he meant a double portion for the rarest of 'em
I'm blessed to know my resting grandparents loved us
And divorced the world of suffering while they're above us

(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
So come lord come (woah, woah)
Come lord come (woah, woah)
Only what's unshakeable remains in this great divorce (woah, woah)
Like water on the tip of the tongue
Of a guilty condemned for the filth that he's done
While poor lazarus begs to be filled with the crumbs
From the table of the richest never get to him once

And watch from below
Beg for the rain
Weep for this great gulf kept us at bay
Just as I am none left to persuade
Thy will is done, what's left to explain?
So I cling to it
Like a lover's kiss cling to it
Even so Jesus come please bring peace to us
See through us

And please bring strength to us
Renew us, speak to us
Mouthpiece speak through us
Abandon what you must
You'll find us waiting for you in a land [you really?] from
Expunged then forget what your hands have really done
What's unshakeable remains in this land for anyone

So come lord come (woah, woah)
Come lord come (woah, woah)
Only what's unshakeable (woah, woah)
Remains in this great divorce
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)

Like a drop of water on the tongue
Of guilty men who watch us from below
So come lord come (woah, woah)
Come lord come (woah, woah)
Only what's unshakeable
(Woah, woah) remains in this great divorce
So come lord come (woah, woah)
Come lord come (woah, woah)

Only what's unshakeable
(Woah, woah) remains in the high countries
Like a drop of water on the tongue
Of guilty men who watch us
From below (from below, from below, from below)