When Is It My Turn, God?
Dcryptos
3:00Walls talk back in a midnight blue Same four corners, still missing You Phone lights up, but it's never the sun I count the days till the silence is done I whisper prayers to the Wi-Fi sky Pixels can't hold me, but You reply Every heartbeat's a drum of belief That isolation ain't the end of me Lord, how long?-I'm singing through the static Lord, how long?-my Sunday turned to Monday again I'm still here clapping with no congregation Lord, when will my isolation be over? Amen I've worn out the rug where I used to kneel But tears make rivers that eventually heal I'll dance in the kitchen, Your disco ball moon Till the front door swings and the morning breaks through I whisper prayers... Lord, how long?-I'm singing through the static Lord, how long?-my Sunday turned to Monday again I'm still here clapping with no congregation Lord, when will my isolation be over? Amen Open the windows, let the people back in If joy comes morning, I can almost see- Lord, roll the stone, set the prisoner free Lord, how long?-I'm shouting through the static Lord, how long?-my Monday's turning Sunday again You're right here clapping in my isolation And I know that this isolation is over-Amen Yeah, it's over-Amen Over-Amen