Ecclesiastical Memories

Oh lord I see

The world keeps spinning without a leap

Your child grows stronger above your hips

The moon arrives, the sun retreats



Oh lord I see

Grandma died, a sticky baby screamed

The unconventional surrounded the rich

The thief did his share to give



I can’t stop to think and reminisce

Years of pain and love we all see

A time for war, a time for peace

Ecclesiastical memories



Oh lord I see

The new sweeps away the old things

She gave him some food to eat

The wind blew, the flowers stink



Where do we go after this?

What should I do after I go to sleep

I did what I already did

I will be where I’m supposed to be



I can’t stop to think and reminisce

Years of pain and love we all see

A time for war, a time for peace

Oh I see ecclesiastical memories

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