The Great Divorce - Elway

She’s dying to know if it was the faith that failed her

Does Jesus Christ chomp at his bit to be her only captor?

And when she prays it sounds like a mad girl’s love song

Toppling god from the sky with the wind of her whisper

Hey where were you

When your flock was out here wailing?

Hacked up and burnt to the bone

With the free will you gave them

She lays down to sleep

And dreams of a ghostly figure

Putting his cigarette out on her wrists

While she’s screaming

She woke up with a panic in her head

A cross hung on the wall over her bed

She knew all she had left to do is run

So with the last long ray of setting sun

She will be gone