Erin McKeown - Softly Moses lyrics
[Erin McKeown - Softly Moses lyrics]
Easter Sunday never tasted so bitter
Lonely in the dark images creep past
Bright pink purple, blue
Green and black
Despair, oh holy day
We cross down sorrow's way weep, weep
We are the slaves on Easter Sunday
Oh, I wish that I could die for thee
On a technicolour calvary
Egypt would be ours
Ten thousand years of peace
Where happiness would lie
Madness bids me, say not all that
Rises is of God
For shame and guilt all owe it to me
Administer it like a pill father heals none
One Easter Sunday
Sister, brother, sister
Fall on to your knees
The blush of the flower tastes
Of false gods and trickery
Mercy, mercy my son you belong to me
Oh moses, save my empty, my empty soul
And i wish that i could die for thee
On a technicolor calvary egypt would be ours
Ten thousand years of peace
Softly, Moses, speak quiet me to sleep
Easter sunday never tasted so bitter
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