Wooden Sky (The)

Angels
Oh Lord Lord Lord, I'm too young to dieAnd if I'd know these days were numberedThen I might not have triedNo I've never done wrong by youAnd I've told no liesStill when I see them running scared I think I mightWhen my feet were rested and I'd laid my sons to sleepI went out in search of animals whose blood you might believeI slit their throats and I help them up towards the skyI prayed no Star of David fall upon us in the nightAnd when my feet are weary then I'm an only childBrought up in foreign lands where the sun don't ever shineThe light that fell around me never shone down from the skyAnd I never found the strength to feel inspiredThe night they brought me Jesus we both went to him togetherDressed ourselves in lace and leatherAnd held our hands towards the sonWe'd risked life and limb to be hereAnd we both knew when we beseeched himThat our children would kneel togetherTo repay the debts we'd wonOh Lord Lord Lord, I'm too young to dieAnd if I'd know these days were numberedThen I might not have triedNo I've never done wrong by youAnd I've told no liesStill when I see them running scared I think I might From Letras Mania