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Good Friday

from The Longest Weekend by Caleb Lail

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Longer in that Paradise to dwell, death becomes his final remedy. Whose idea was it an eye for an eye? Death for sin? Is that what You told Timothy? I basked on the beaches where Your toes had met, the oceans were hexes, the sands my regret. I built castles waiting for You to bless them when it's Your castles I should've dwelled in. And when Your eyes beheld the garden I'd slept in so long, You talked to Yourself the way I talk in song. Was there something about me that You begged not to die? Could I still have You now instead of inside the sky? Now the lies I keep telling, the Gospel I'm selling, the bodies I've watched and the castle I dwell in. You let them lead You there while I stopped believing. Your body was torn and I was sinking my teeth in. Jesus Christ! Why is death what I cost? I'd rather have You here now and be eternally lost. So You could sit down beside me, grab hold of my hand. You'd be my God and I'd be your man. When Simon of Cyrene carried the cross on the Via Dolorosa, his hands held the splinters of a God soon to die, and Jesus, Your heart must've pounded in Your chest while I sat here thinking for my sins I must die. Why is atonement the only way we can see You? Can't we drop the charges after what You've been through? Where's fire in your plan to marry Your bride? I miss You everyday and it eats me alive. When Golgotha grew quiet and You were led to the grave, is it like those old songs and You conjured my name? As the weight of Your people relaxed on Your arms, I'm just happy to see You just as You are. Can I dig at the dirt, have You two days sooner? This planet void of You is the blackest of times. I'm emptying my pockets of the possessions I have, there must've been another way to pay for my crimes. What's so good about so bleak a Friday?

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from The Longest Weekend, track released April 2, 2021

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Caleb Lail Shelby, North Carolina

Caleb Lail is a multi-instrumental songwriter from Shelby, NC, dealing with topics like God and loneliness and death. Find him in a coffee shop or a mosh pit <3

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