Don't quote to me words of scripture
From the book I already know
Tell me instead about the after
Which was written long ago
Share with me the story
Of your fall through times gone by
Unfold your map of history
which leads us to the why
I don't pretend to know it all
I've raised my hand enough
In answer to the question's call
Do you like it rough?
Someone always sings
The sad notes of love's last refrain
To what altars do we bring
Our tears that fall like rain?
Yes, count your lonely steps
That lead from here to there
Dare to say, Except,
When others talk unaware
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