The Wrote And The Writ

[Verse 1] They're taking pictures of the man from God I hope his cassock's clean The burden of being a holy fella's Your halo'd better gleam, better gleam [Chorus 1] What of all those wayward priests? The ones who like to drink Do you suppose they'd swap their blood for wine Like you swapped yours for ink, for ink [Verse 2] You wrote me oh-so-many letters And all of them seemed true Promises look good on paper Especially from you, from you [Chorus 2] The weight of all those willing words I carried all alone You wouldn't put your pen to bed When we hadn't found our own, our own [Verse 3] Your sentences rose high at night And circled round my head The circle's since been broken Like the priest before me is breaking bread [Chorus 3] I'm being asked to drink the blood of Christ And soon I'll eat his flesh I'm alone again before the altar Shedding all my old regrets [Verse 4] The last of which I'll tell you now As it flies down the sink I never knew a part of you You didn't set in ink, in ink [Chorus 4] The letters that you left behind No longer shall I read Your blood's between the pages And I can't stand to see you bleed [Instrumental] [Verse 5] And I'll soon forget what was never there Your words are ash and dust All that's left is the song I've sung The breath I've taken and the one I must [Chorus 5] If you're born with a love for the wrote and the writ People of letters, your warning stands clear: Pay heed to your heart and not to your wit Don't say in a letter what you can't in my ear