Forgiven now
No cross to bare
A final exit
Nothing left to snare
A last goodbye
Could be a gift
But chances are
It won't be like this
What i lost to time
You lost too
Every scar of the heart
A worry come true
Forgiven now
No cross to bare
A final exit
Nothing left to snare
In a desperate moment
We could be the same
But all signs ask
Who's the owner of the pain?
Ill sift through the dirt
For the last time
No longer picking wounds
No longer toe the line
It died with you
December 8th 1994
A bad year come to an end
I hope you like my tape that I made for you guys
I thought I could give you something for christmas
That you might keep and enjoy and pass on to your kids
I do not sound like Johnny Cash
But I never had as much practice
Have a nice Christmas
And pray we have a better year next year