| Now that he’s gone |
| Now the world has moved on |
| Since he called my name nothing’s the same |
| As my sisters cried he said, «Lazarus rise» |
| To love and anoint or just prove a point |
| I’m the one that he saved |
| I’m the one that he raised |
| From the dark quiet sleep from the peace of the grave |
| I’m the one who owes much but that no one will touch |
| Mothers see me and cry |
| Dogs bare teeth as I walk by |
| I don’t see a veil between heaven and hell |
| The truth is there’s nothing but warm light and singing |
| But here in between a voice haunts my dreams |
| Martha does what she can, but wont look at my hands |
| I’m the one that he saved |
| I’m the one that he raised |
| From the dark quiet sleep from the peace of the grave |
| I’m the one who owes much but that no one will touch |
| Mothers see me and cry |
| Dogs bare teeth as I walk by |
| I love the cool mornings, I love a hot meal |
| The pulse of the street, night, jasmine and clean sheets |
| I cant sleep or rest I feel lost and hard pressed |
| I wander these rooms still looking for you |
| Now I ought to be grateful to drink from the grail |
| But I don’t belong either side of this veil |
| I look down at my hands that I clasp in my lap |
| When he left this world I thought he’d take me back |