When the sun falls hard
And you're feeling weak
And you don't have the heart
To turn the other cheek
When you're under a**ault
Your thoughts are unrelenting
And there's no reason tonight
To talk about repenting
Oh you've done it this time
Now there's no going back
You've got a gun in your hand
And a knife in your back
As you feel yourself slipping
Through the red, revolving door
Because you've forgotten to remember
You're beloved of the Lord
When the sun rises rough
On your strung-out self
No, you didn't sleep a wink
The night was like living hell
And you know, yes you know
This day will be like the last
And you don't have the will
To watch another one pa**
But you take the call
And tell her "it's true"
You still love her
Like you used to
As you feel her heart slipping
Through the red, revolving door
Because you've forgotten to tell her
She's beloved of the Lord
O child, o child, o child, o dear
After d**h, they say
There's nothing to fear
And you are so lovely
All hung up and dressed
In that black-veiled disguise
That breathes like a wasp's nest
Since there's no one to want
And there's nowhere to run
An old knife will work as well
As any newfangled gun
Then let yourself slip
Through that red, revolving door
Or come back around
And wake to the Lord
Yes, put down your weapons
Be loved by the Lord