歌词
Black (The Questioner’s Lament)
Who am I to relate
Take it all in pace
Who am I to be known
Caught it all in soul
Who am I to rely
Take it all inside
How am I to not be faint
When my belief’s inchoate?
And who am I to love?
With cold fists of nails
Who am I touch your face
Take it all indecently
Could it be mine to hold?
Or can we know?
And who am I to doubt?
Believers don’t fail
And who am I to love?
Cold fists of nails
Who am I to say?
Believers don’t fail
And who am I to love?
Cold fists of nails
And who am I to doubt?
Believers don’t fail
Written by: Christina Wood
