Calvary - Chris Bathgate

On the day my calvary comes

In the tailwind we’ve become

Though I did not what was

Not the bullet or the gun

Come to me

When you’re troubled, when you’re stumbling

Come to me

When you’re winning, when you’re finished, when you’re serious

When you’re serious

But ain’t it good to be alive?

With the wound still in your side?

It’s a common thought

It’s what I sought

On the day I spoke my mind

Against the terror of all time

In an ear so pulse aligned

On the evening we collide

Come to me

When you’re troubled, when you’re stumbling

Come to me

When you’re winning, when you’re finished, when you’re serious

When you’re serious

But ain’t it good to be alive?

With the wound still in your side?

It’s a common thought

It’s what I sought

But ain’t it good to be alive?

With the wound still in your side?

It’s a common thought

It’s what I sought