Who would have thought that I would be dead?
Laying in a field with a stone in my head
O brother I gave God the best that I could offer
But you leaft me dead on the ground with worms fodder
My blood cries out as it curdles in the sun
What is this thing, o this thing that you've begun?
Where is God's vengeance? Where is my blood for blood?
God give me justice as I settle with the mud
The fourth person to live and the second one to be born
I tried my bеst to follow the Lord
When I count the numbеrs I'm the fourth to worship You
But this is what I get I'm the first to die, the first to conclude
But what do I care they say I'm in a better place?
But in that time between heaven and hell all I see is my brother's face
Hope I can forgive him before I reach the pearly gates
Or I may not enter because my soul is full of hate
Well can you sin when you're already dead?
Visions of murder clouding every thread
Of the new robes that the Lord has given me
I tainted perfection when she ate from the tree
As I glance at God I fall to my knees
With all my hate He still covers with mercies
He whispers in my ear, "O son I love Cain to
And if that's good enough for Me it's good enough for you."
If it's good enough for God it's good enough for me
(Who am I to say otherwise?)
Laying in a field with a stone in my head
O brother I gave God the best that I could offer
But you leaft me dead on the ground with worms fodder
My blood cries out as it curdles in the sun
What is this thing, o this thing that you've begun?
Where is God's vengeance? Where is my blood for blood?
God give me justice as I settle with the mud
The fourth person to live and the second one to be born
I tried my bеst to follow the Lord
When I count the numbеrs I'm the fourth to worship You
But this is what I get I'm the first to die, the first to conclude
But what do I care they say I'm in a better place?
But in that time between heaven and hell all I see is my brother's face
Hope I can forgive him before I reach the pearly gates
Or I may not enter because my soul is full of hate
Well can you sin when you're already dead?
Visions of murder clouding every thread
Of the new robes that the Lord has given me
I tainted perfection when she ate from the tree
As I glance at God I fall to my knees
With all my hate He still covers with mercies
He whispers in my ear, "O son I love Cain to
And if that's good enough for Me it's good enough for you."
If it's good enough for God it's good enough for me
(Who am I to say otherwise?)
( Micah McCaw )
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