Pass The Gentle Saviour/Shooting Stars

"It´s worth the wait, I wont be late"
he´d promise ´for he killed them
ticker tape, what´s real is fake
drums beating for God´s children

Corduroy clowns with ragged frowns
entice us with sweet memory
an only child strikes colours while
an orphan watches closely

ref.
Why, I never believed you
when you call out to save my name
but with all that I owe you
I´ll save You, I´ll save you

Sad eyed chaplain wring your wrists
as every breath is worth it
similarity that caught on thee
it´s there by chance, the bad bit

I followed you for miles onto
a place where ancients called me
why "close" is bad but "far" is hard
and on our side´s almighty

ref.
Why, I never believed you
when you call out to save my name
but with all that I owe you
I´ll save You, I´ll save you