Текст песни caedmons call - Center Aisle
caedmons call - Center Aisle слова песни
In November of `95, the sister of a friend of mine from high schoolcommitted suicide. Having never been to a funeral, I was veryapprehensive, especially since I had been asked to play a song duringthe service. Seeing her in that room along with all of those people wholoved her and cared about her really made me think. I mainly wonderedif whatever it was that had driven her to that point could have beenworked out in that quiet room with that group of people. I supposequestions just lead to more questions. I wrote this song on the wayback home in the car. (Derek Webb)Thank God I`m back in my carAnd driving homeAnd driving home`Cause the air was thin and so coldBack in thereIt was my first timeWon`t be my last timeAnd the questions riseExpectations fallIn light of it allThere aren`t words to sayWords aren`t rememberedBut presence isA good friend once told meAnd he was thereHe was thereBut she wasn`t thereIt`s not fairIt`s not fair(Chorus)What crimes have you committedDemanding such a penanceThat couldn`t wait for five more minutesAnd a cry for help`Cause this room is so peacefulAnd this room is so quietAnd I hate the silenceAnd I can`t walk the center aisleI`ve been here for over three hoursBehind the flowersSo beautiful and youngAnd so aliveAnd so in need of someoneSomeone to talk to them`Cause theirs are fragile lives(repeat chorus)And I think about my brotherAnd how I just stood thereWith my hands in my pocketsAnd my heart in my throatThank God I`m back in my carAnd driving homeAnd driving homeBut in that place I leaveAll my days of taking life for grantedAnd the words I wrote for herAnd my best friend cryingAnd a young girl lyingOn all our hearts(repeat chorus)-lyrics submitted by Corey Cossentino (coreycossentino@hotmail.com)