Resurrection by Andy Gullahorn
My good friend Paul was
lying in the back seat of a station wagon
Headed to New Mexico. Somewhere in the middle of
the night the driver fell asleep
And hit the wall beside the road
My friend went through the window like a bullet
through the glass
Dead before he ever hit the ground
Oh I believe. Though it's hard sometimes
You are the resurrection and the life
Jody is a queen reigning prone upon a couch
For the past few years of numbered days
Because the virus in her body and the cancer in
her brain
Are buying up the real estate
The medicine they gave her trades nightmares for
her dreams
Of memories too tragic to describe
Oh I believe, Though it's hard sometimes
You are the resurrection and the life
I know the words of life to come are true
But sometimes they feel like salt upon the wound
When I'm asking in these moments where are You
Where are You?
Oh I believe. Though it's hard sometimes
You are the resurrection and the life
Sometimes it's like Lazarus, You come to roll
the stone away
And watch him walk back out alive
Sometimes it's like my good friend Paul,
breathless on the interstate
Mother weeping at his side
Either way it's something I will never
understand
But I trust enough to take You at Your word
So I believe. Though it's hard sometimes
You are the resurrection and the life
So I believe ! Though it is hard sometimes.
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