The sunny day bells are oh ringing
The faces of future past come blasting past the doors that once held love
Now they are empty
The Sunday class that used to pass are all grown up it's over now it's done
As I look out to the empty congregation made up of dusted air and old dried blood
I realize the love that was here
right here
is not done
I'll start a new church
a new congregation
spread more of this love that is my new foundation
Let's all hear the church bell
let's all hear the choir
let's bring back this long dead church
and make it like a burning red hot fire
