David Phelps - Life Is A Church

Watching the surf cover up my toes
Breathing the salt air from the coast
Ten years old with my eyes pressed closed
Life is a church

Remembering first love's tender kiss
Mourning the loss of my innocence
The bittersweet taste of it on my lips

Life is a church
These are the sacraments
This is the altar
Love is the spirit
Making the blue planet turn
Life is a church

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Watching my baby being born
Written all over you, pain and joy
Holding your hand, it's a little boy

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Ashes to ashes, earth to earth
The preacher throws in the first handful of dirt
My little boy asks me, "Does goodbye always hurt?"

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