Unsung Psalm
There would be psalms sung by a choirI would have a white robe, a halo newly acquiredI'd be at peace and I'd have no desireIf I'd lived right
There would be cherubs with tiny harps, arrows and bowsI'd have a halo and a flowing white robeI'd be enfolded by a celestial lightIf I'd lived right
But I'm feeling hot and bothered under the collarI feel the sweat breaking out on my browI feel the heat and I know it's the passionThe love I can't disavow
If this is a dream wake me up nowIf this is a movie let's edit these scenes outIt would be a PG instead of an X-rated lifeIf I'd lived right
Some would call me a cheat, call me a liarSay that I've been defeated by the basest desiresYes, I have strayed and succumbed to my vicesBut I tried to live right
But I have no regrets, no guilt in my heartI only feel sadness for any pain that I've causedI guess I wouldn't bother to worry at allIf I'd lived right
Do you live by the book, do you play by the rules?Do you care what is thought by others about you?If this day is all that is promised to youDo you live for the future, the present, the past?
If there is one thing I know I know I will dieIf anyone cares some stranger my critique my lifeI may be revered or defamed and decriedBut I tried to live right
There would be psalms sung by a choirI would have a white robe a halo newly acquiredI'd be at peace and I'd have no desireIf I'd lived right