The Priest

[Am]I'm P[G/B]eter van der H[C]old
[Am]I'm 6[G/B]8 years o[C]ld
[Am]I do[G/B]ubt some qu[C]estions [G/B]have inc[C]reased
In [G/B]42 y[C]ears of b[G/B]eing a p[C]riest
[Am]I'm [G/B]at the e[C]nd of my life
[Am]I'm not s[G/B]ure if I'm [C]gonna survive
[Am]I o[G/B]ften [C]don't know w[G/B]hat to [C]say
When I [G/B]talk to [C]Him, [G/B]when I p[C]ray
In reply I receive
Only silence, no relieve
I've waited in vain for a little advice
from that great voice in ethereal skies

Once I was revolutionary
A devoted mercenary
A gifted student in God's hands
Now I'm old and sick of his demands
I tried to be honest and good
Did my job the best I could
But I always stayed that average man
Right in the spot where I began
During the grieve with which I've dealt
Spent three decades since I've felt
The certainty I so adored 'bout the existence of the [F]Lord

I've seen en[C]ough, that's w[G]hy I kn[F]ow
God left this p[C]lace, long l[G]ong time a[F]go

I'll give him to my perish
Things I don't have myself but cherish
And namely love and charity
Mostly purpose that's what sets you free
So I'm where the metaphores
Are not comforting anymore
I think I'm almost done with my search
Got old so fast even in my church
But feels as if I'm kept out
Some sort of secret about
The meaning of live sometimes
Can't fail to notice these are mediocre types

I've seen enough, that's why I know
God left this place, long long time ago
I've seen enough, that's why I know
God left this place, long long time ago

...and so on