Passion Play

William Fitzsimmons · Until When We Are Ghosts

I should not invade where my heart can't follow

'Cause this grace gets so far and too hard to swallow

I've been runnin' from Saul

He's been givin' chase

When I look in his eyes

All I see is my face



You're still on my back after all these years

Chasin' me out of hell and my nice venears

I don't know how you stand when you've got no floor

Or how you can breathe with your hands on board



CHORUS:

I just want to be not what I am today

I just want to be better than my friends might say

I just want a small part in your passion's play



Do you hear when I call in the midst of it all?

Do you hear these here words when I sing this song?

Are you caught up in me like I heard you say

Or just some big cashier that I'll have to pay?



CHORUS