Come and See

you pay all your money to go see a show.

you dress up your nicest to put on a show.

You paint your face to hide your hurt,

but I swear He can see through it all.

Your concert is loud and it makes people cry.

The ritual ends in the blink of an eye.

You fight over seats to see all the moves,

but I bet He can see through it all

You cut yourself open to feel the empathy.

The trumpets sound from the corners,

"Look at me pray in my favorite tongue."

I bet he can see through it all.

You turn up your noses at those you don't like

You imprison those in your family

The body of Christ is a' dying again

and we are all to blame.

We are all to blame.