Time To Forgive

There’s man who keeps his hopes held

high up in a paper cup

He’s got that ripped down at the bottom,

Spills down on the floor bad luck

So, It’s that which makes you desperate

That which drives you to your knees

Makes you steal from your own brother

and run endlessly

It’s time to forgive these sins

And a woman is not wicked if she starts

wishing for herself

When her husband’s out around the town,

courting someone else

There’s a man who comes to visit her

each August afternoon

It will last her through the winter

when she’s hurt and confused

It’s time to forgive these sins

Four true friends are speeding

parked there in a parking lot

Sometimes in suburbia it seems like

drugs are all you got

The ambulance was screaming,

you were shaking just like death

Now a whole town is shattered,

there’s only three true friends left

It’s time to forgive these sins