Oh hi, at the last minute I decided it might be good to take you up on your invitation to church.
Thought I knew the way, but it seems now that I am lost.
(“can you tell me where you are right now?”)
Wish I could but it seems that I am passing side streets without signs in the middle of nowhere right now.
(“hello…hello…seems that he dropped the call”)
Hello…hello…he must’ve hung up on me, well I would have hung up on me too!
Seems like I can’t stay connected no matter how hard I try.
There’s a scarecrow, there are rows of corn as far as the eye can see and circling crows.
I’m somewhere, still moving along, aimlessly till something familiar jumps out at me…hopefully?
Passing crosses alongside this road,
Still searching for church.
And this voice…
This soft voice,
Keeps trying to tell me something,
Something I can’t seem to understand.
Something that seems to make no sense at all to me.
Though gentle, it is persistent,
(“Why seek ye’ after a church, when ye’ have yet to find me?”)
(“stop trying so hard, and start to listen”)
It makes no sense,
am I going crazy?
“And as they were afraid, and bowed down their faces to the earth, they said unto them, Why seek ye the living among the dead?”