I'm a chemistry of flesh and water, of blood and guts, a savage disorder
I made the wrong move - oh, what a bother,
Ever since then I've been looking for my Father.

And when this darkness rolls in I can't read my I.D.,
Who knows when the sunrise will be'

Martin Luther said to one of his brothers, "Except for one instance, no one can die for another,"
The devil makes me fearful about my survival,
One's gone before to assure your arrival.

Sometimes darkness rolls in and just takes hold of me,
Who knows when the sunrise will be'
Sunrise will be

See, I feel like Barabbas, with his sentence reversed,
I got my handgun of conceit, but at least it's registered,
And I checked out my Best Western motel,
I saw a man on the hill in place of my hell.

Then darkness rolls in, chokes the life out of me,
Who knows when sunrise will be'
Sunrise will be.

You can count on your charm, revel in your wealth, improve your appearance, hope in your health,
Houses of cards tumble and reputations fail,
Marriages crumble and interest rates sail,
And there's...there are no more heroes and there are no rules of thumb
Criminals are pardoned 'cause there's no place to put them,
And babies are torn 'cause nobody wants them,
And whales canonised by some government program,
Blind men, sad men, dreamers with wishes,
Paralytics, lunatics, and the back street fringes all find a place in your home, at your table,
You make them well 'cause you're willing and able.

Still in the darkness there's a candle you will see,
Who knows when the sunrise...
Well, who knows when the sunrise...
Who knows when the sunrise will be'
Sunrise will be, yeah,
Sunrise will be.