JUDE

You and I were never afforded
The one peace which we sought,
Preachers scoff and we move off
Down the road, where we know
A fool and his philosophy
Will soon part
Faithfully.

And I feel it coming Jude,
And I know you feel it too.
And I feel it coming Jude,
And I know you feel it too.
Bell towers will not ring,
Organs will play no hymns,
Bell towers will not ring out...

And I know that we have the fiber
To stand when it is done,
To stand when the matter is won.
And we will break out of the apron,
And not the letter live,
For we know that the letter
Killeth.

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