I Won't Ever Be There - John Nolan

It keeps me up at night

I’m not certain I was right

I’m consumed by what might have been

Again and again and again

And now the sky is turning black

Now the sirens are calling

This neighborhood was mine once

But now it’s strange and foreign

My body’s drenched and my fists are clenched

As I stare into the night

And this street, the silent type

It hasn’t had much of a life

And watches people come and go

And knows they’re interchangeable

The derelicts and debutants with so much in common

The pedophiles and the parents who are all too human

The churches on the corners where they beg forgiveness now

And Jesus comes to me in my dreams

He tells me that I still have a home

He keeps talking about a place I can go

Well, always loved, always forgiven, but I know

I won’t ever be there

I know I won’t ever be there

I know.

The derelicts and debutants with so much in common

The pedophiles and the parents who are all too human

The churches on the corners where they beg forgiveness now

And Jesus comes to me in my dreams

He tells me that I still have a home

He keeps talking about a place I can go

Well, always loved, always forgiven, but I know

I won’t ever be there

No, I won’t ever be there

No, I won’t ever be there

I know…