Last Revival - Guide Me On! Lyrics

I can't do this on my own
Phone the preacher, call the son
I can hear the sirens wailing way on off towards heavens gate

I can't do this on my own
Phone the preacher, call the son
I can hear the sirens beckon and the chills came here to stay

All the bright lights neon shining and a choir leads the way to better days
Way too late don't mark my grave, strap me to the altar as they take my fears away

So far away, from all the wounds that laid down, laid down
Help me find my way

I can't do this on my own
Phone the preacher, call the son
Run and tell sister Mary come midnight and I'll be gone

All the bright lights neon shining and a choir leads the way to better days
Way too late don't mark my grave, strap me to the altar as they take my fears away

So far away, from all the wounds that laid down, laid down
Help me find my way