It seemed the better way
When first I heard him speak
But now it's much too late
To turn the other cheek
It sounded like the truth
It seemed the better way
It sounded like the truth
But it's not the truth today
I wonder what it was
I wonder what it meant
At first he touched on love
But then he touched on death
I better hold my tongue
I better take my place
Lift this glass of blood
Try to say the grace