G
He taught me right from wrong
But to me your truth was fiction
The whispers I heard yesterday
Were like screams of conviction
C
And all the things that I thought I loved
G
Just hurt me more and more
D
But I hear the good Lord callin'
C G
The ghost is knockin' on my door
D
Yes I hear the good Lord callin'
C G
He's gettin' harder to ignore
As we wonder down our crooked roads
I see the lighthouse callin'
It guides me on my merry way
And it keeps me from falling
(Chorus)
Take a look into your sacred book
And you will find my name
It's written in his Holy Blood
Cuz He suffered for my shame
(Chorus)