Church Bells

That church bell ain't ever done nothin' but leave me deaf and flat
Tellin' me all I am's been wasted
And all I got I can't take it
But what about the well within
That endless thing I been wishin' in
Can't it help me find a little food
Or some kind of fucking better mood
Or is it just another rattle making its announcement

If it can't touch or heal
Or give me somethin' real
Then why the hell is it still ringin'
They should shut the doors and look around
Give out somethin' more than hand-me-downs
If they ever want to be like who they're claimin'

He'd never take more than he gave
He'd do more than dig a grave
He'd gather up the orphans and the hated
He'd be the one that couldn't sing
Or look the part or wear a ring
He'd be the one they wouldn't even talk to

He'd never insult you with a smile
He instead destroy and change your life
He'd be the man that we all scorned and hated
He'd give too much
He'd speak too plain
He'd stand outside in the pouring rain
He'd be the man who'd never grace our table

He'd be down the street
With the whores and drunks
Stinking with a stench of smoke and whiskey
He'd talk to thieves
He wouldn't even be discrete
He'd be the man we'd walk on by
Hoping our eyes would never even see him

He's the same one we claim lives within,
The one we never understand
He'd be the one we'd never make a friend
He said he's knockin' on the door
Waiting for another whore
To save and love and welcome at his table

We'll never hear that knockin' sound
Our ringing bell is much too loud
To ever hear that subtle earthquake
But he's still waitin'