The Great Divorce Letra

to be her only captor?

And when she prays,
sounds like a mad girl's love song,
toppling God from the sky,
with the wind of her whisper

Hey where were you,
when your flock was out here wailing?
Hacked up and burned to the bone,
with the free will you gave them

She lays down to sleep,
then dreams of her pure, sweet savior
putting his cigarette out on her wrists
while she's screaming

She woke up with a panic in her head,
a cross hung on the wall over her bed
She knew all she had left to do is run,
so with the last long ray of setting sun,
she will be gone