Priest Songtext / Lyric

The priest waits for the train,

He leaves today,

He says "How could I have been so wrong for so long",

He lights his last cigarette,

He quits today,

What better way to leave than turning a new leaf






"Tell your mom I'm coming home,

Tell your mom I'm coming home"



The priest drinks from a flask,

It keeps him warm,

He says "I've felt this way before",

The book is a book,

The cross is wood,

The priest is a man



"Tell your mom I'm coming home,

Tell your mom I'm coming home"