Asleep In The Chapel Lyrics

Asleep In The Chapel lyrics

three chalk outlines sleep in the dirty street and in our beds, under the
sheets, they're the halo of guilt hanging around your neck, next to the rosary
you count, falling asleep and we're praying to treat the symptoms of letting go
of all our hope. since we can't compete with martyred saints, we'll douse
ourselves in gasoline and hang our bodies from the lampposts so that our
shadows turn into bright lights 'white light, white heat' 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? wake up!! wake up in an outline
and try to speak with the shattered voice of the lives we lead... have we slept
too long between the bullet holes in a stained-glass window state? when we
repent, we fall on the page (read, in the margins) we are the symptoms of
letting go of all our hope. someday we'll be complete like modern saints,
baptize our kids in gasoline and hang our doubts up in cathedrals so that they
turn to faith in the colored sunlight. 'red rain, red rain' we'll make as we're
blacking out in the center lane... do you hear the church bells ringing? they
ring for you. we woke up this morning to a street filled with a thousand
burning crosses and what we thought was the sunrise, just passing headlights
still the choir girls sing, 'oh lord, can you save us? oh lord, sing
hallelujah' they are the symptoms of letting go of all our hope... we're
falling asleep with open eyes falling asleep inside the chapel falling asleep
in chalk outlines falling asleep as the headlights pass us by...