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The Resurrection

from A Candle For Durruti by Al Grierson

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THE RESURRECTION

There was something heavy coming down like Easter in the air
He woke up Sunday morning with a flower in his hair
Lookin like the face of Jesus in his final agony
They found on that old winding sheet way off in Italy
He was gone home, he was whole when they rolled away the stone

There was something come-a shinin' through that smoky little room
It was like a million candles in a Middle Eastern tomb
While the Angel on the matress spoke of history and death
Through the perfume in her lingerie and the whiskey on her breath
He was gone home, he was whole when they rolled away the stone

And they found him in the desert picking flowers for the Muse
Sometimes he’s the fire, sometimes he’s the fuse
He’s a-loadin up his saddle bags out on the edge of wonder
One is filled with music and the other’s full of thunder
He was gone home, he was whole when they rolled away the stone

Well I never thought to ask him, but the chance seemed pretty slim
Did he ever much believed in God or God believed in him
But they both believed in beauty and the truth could set him free
To win her love and celebrate their lives in poetry
He was gone home, he was whole when they rolled away the stone

Well they say somebody’s comin but they don’t say who it is
The judgement could be yours or mine, the voices could be his
It might be William Bonney, Mescalito or El Cid
It might be Hangin Johnny and it might be Captain Kidd
But he’ll be gone home, he’ll be whole when they roll away the stone

And they’ll find him in the desert pickin flowers for the Muse
Sometimes he’ll be the fire, sometimes he’ll be the fuse
He’ll be loadin up his saddlebags out on the edge of wonder
One be full of music and the other full of thunder
He’ll be gone home, he’ll be whole when they roll away the stone
He’ll be gone home, he’ll be whole when they roll away the stone
He’ll be gone home, he’ll be whole when they roll away the stone

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from A Candle For Durruti, released January 1, 1999

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