The Reverend

Reverend on bike riding straight into the light, we are crying Reverend on a bike riding straight into the light, we are crying out loud Reverend on a bike, riding straight into the light, burning crystals, gone forever Lord don't take him, lord don't bash him Death is brighter than your glory You can talk to God, I've been longing for a friend, He won't hear me You can turn to faith I've been reaching for the sky, it gets darker here, now You can rest your head I am lost without belief, turning pages, gone forever Lord, don't take him, Lord don't bash him, Death is brighter than your glory Sometimes he comes back with his hands behind his neck as we knew him then Sometimes in a coat, on a bike, but something's wrong, there are chimes ringing out Sometimes he comes back, I am lost without that thought, yearning answers, gone forever Lord don't take him, lord don't bash him Death is brighter than your glory Lord don't take him, Lord don't take him, lord don't take him Lord don't take him home