Why - Disciple

Death comes by sacred vision

Not something in the night

Friends dying in crash collision

Hide the cross to be polite

Hand of death in accusation from

The body trapped in the box

From where’d the stains on my palm come

Say a prayer as time we mock

Bridge

Black curtains fall on an empty soul

While I stand back and watch the tears roll

Why didn’t I tell you

When I had the chance to tell you

Why didn’t I show you

I wish I could go back to show you Why

Field of dreams in desolation

The memories of wasted time

Sea of hope drowned in his coffin

Depending on my choice of mind

Until my spirit passes through

The realm of immortality

I won’t know what lies for you

The choice you made for eternity