The Story of Lazarus

And with a kiss upon the shoulder Withered scales fell from your eyes And nights that closed ever colder That your companions of loneliness terrorised Were cracked by the light You stumbled out into the morning You felt the dew upon the ground It never gave you any warning It came upon you without a single sound Turned your heart inside out You roamed the alleys like a stranger Clutching rags in your hands A shepherd searching for a manger A child who reads words he cannot understand The lame made to stand And though the years die like embers And be not visited again With every sunrise you'll remember The tomb that opened, the light that flooded in That breath upon your skin