MARCUS HUMMON
Watchin the surf cover up my toes
Breathing the salt air from the coast
Ten yeas old with my eyes pressed close
Life is a church....
Remembering first love's tender kiss
Mourning the loss of my innocence
I can still taste it on my lips
CHORUS:
Life is a church
These are the sacraments
This is the altar
Love is the spirit...
Making the blue planet turn
Life is a church
Watching our first child
Being born, written all over you
Pain and joy...
Holding your hand, it's a
Little boy...
CHORUS:
Life is a church
These are the sacraments
This is the altar
Love is the spirit...
Making the blue planet turn
Life is a church
Ashes to ashes, earth to earth
The preacher throws in the first handful of dirt
My little boy asks me...
Does goodbye always hurt
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