The Felix Culpa Follow

To we, the nearly departed
When we leave this world behind
Will we look back on the mess we left
Of what was then our lives
Or will we carry on with songs whose words
Absolve us of ourselves
With golden wings and silver tongues
To bring us somewhere else
That we like better

And maybe this time I'll know better
And maybe this time I'll know better

When we are nearly departed
Will our steps then be retraced
In a vain attempt to reconcile
Our plans with what took place
There's still an angel and an astronaut
Waiting for their chance
To go and take their vows and live
The life that they had planned
And live it better

And maybe next time I'll know better
And maybe next time I'll know better
And maybe next time I'll know better
Cause it's already now and never

And I am still believing
That the homes we build have meaning
And the seeds we plant, they mean nothing
If we don't wait til morning

And I am still believing
In a love that's never failing
And we will see this dawn coming
If we just wait til morning
Won't you wait with me

I watch for you in clouds and fire
I listen for your song in leaves and feather
My rest will be unrest as you will me towards your side
We are stars, you and I

There are shapes in the clouds that we both see
You and me, and that's the way it should be