Churches
Words and Music by Jordana Glasser

The peacock eats thorns for her resurrection
Has more to say than a thousand Christians who pray
Let’s run away from Sunday morning
At night we’ll light the churches on fire
My soul, my soul is home again

Chorus
Under the cross, mix your blood in mine
Your body keeps me alive
The river from Eden, it flows naked
As I, I am home again
Yes I, I am home again

Let’s go undercover and see that the night falls
Come warm my flesh with the fire that’s there in your eyes
Your eyes bring me home
Let’s chant in the garden until all the dead rise
And win the hearts of our ancestor tribe
My soul, my soul is home again

(Repeat Chorus)

They silence the lamb
And crown Bethlehem
He stoned all the sinners
And they called him a good man

Let’s go to the show where lions perform
And we’ll kill our Brothers until we are free
I am home again, I am home
Let’s run away from Sunday morning
At night we’ll light the churches on fire
My soul, my soul is home again

(Repeat Chorus)

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