Hole

Rearrangements of that heart shaped hole
Didn't stop me from loving
When things turn dead
Your skin remains forever new

The preacher saw you rise
My brother saw you slip
When momma kept from cryin'
I kept the grief ahead of me
There's a cold of blue and white
There's a filth on hallway's floor
I'll wash it off your feet
'Cause you're not going out anymore

But you will walk like a reverend
Who blessed my mind with the Truth
Above the doubt there's only heaven
And the mouth of your tomb
And when it speaks it's so certain
When it speaks it's so clear
In the words of a reverend
Carved of my doubt into shape
That was never that real

Rearrangements of that heart shaped hole
Didn't stop me from loving
When things turn dead
Your skin remains forever new