is this what you expected from me?
trembling in the light asking if i am innocent.
eck arched down,
morning blue light sleeps with you tonight.
are you innocent,
are you innocent?
mother mary looking down across
this mess that we've laid out.
you said i gave up, i gave up on you.
you should have know that you would have
to cast your shadows down on us.
then the first shot rang out!
why would you ask if i was innocent,
what would give you the reason?