Michael John Lachiusa
Confession Last Year

Yes, I've put on the collar again
But no, I'm not celebrating mass...
Not yet, Monsignor
Maybe, in time...
My life now, is... is like...
A sentence in which every word seems to be missing a letter

(Bless me Father, I have sinned
My last confession was...)

You've been very gracious to me, Monsignor
Very... patient
I haven't been able to speak about what happened
It's time to...
Time

Last year, last year
I saw the world exploding
I felt a wierd forboding
Before I watched the city fall
In silver clouds
Consuming crowds
Of unsuspecting souls

How wrong, I thought
That God would hath no pity
He'd let a gleaming city
Be crushed and leveled to the ground

Around me, I heard praying
Crys of grief, and praying
But I remember saying
"What for?
Who is listening to us?
Who hears our prayer?
Is there such a thing as heaven?
Is there no there there?"

Last year, last year
Before the endless grieving
I went to bed believing
That God would always be a friend
But when the smoke finally cleared
My faith in God had disappeared

So I let go of hope
And that's how I could cope
Last year, last year

(Bless me Father, I have sinned
My last confession was...
Bless me Father, tell me why
All of the great and innocent die!?)

Stop! I can't answer you!
There isn't any answer!
There never was an answer!

All of these years I've been living a lie
A lie, a lie, a lie, a lie
My Aunt Monica was right

(Religion is tyranny!)
Born in Rome, she became a communist
After Mussolini was deposed
Then she immigrated to America

(Salute the worker!)
A terrific cook

(Socialism or die!)
And a dedicated Atheist

(You did WHAT?!)
I remember how unhappy she was
When I announced I was entering the priesthood...


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When I announced I was entering the priesthood...
I remember how unhappy she was
(You did WHAT?!)

And a dedicated Atheist
(Socialism or die!)

A terrific cook
(Salute the worker!)

Then she immigrated to America
After Mussolini was deposed
Born in Rome, she became a communist
(Religion is tyranny!)

My Aunt Monica was right
A lie, a lie, a lie, a lie
All of these years I've been living a lie

There never was an answer!
There isn't any answer!
Stop! I can't answer you!

All of the great and innocent die!?)
Bless me Father, tell me why
My last confession was...
(Bless me Father, I have sinned

Last year, last year
And that's how I could cope
So I let go of hope

My faith in God had disappeared
But when the smoke finally cleared
That God would always be a friend
I went to bed believing
Before the endless grieving
Last year, last year

Is there no there there?"
Is there such a thing as heaven?
Who hears our prayer?
Who is listening to us?
"What for?
But I remember saying
Crys of grief, and praying
Around me, I heard praying

Be crushed and leveled to the ground
He'd let a gleaming city
That God would hath no pity
How wrong, I thought

Of unsuspecting souls
Consuming crowds
In silver clouds
Before I watched the city fall
I felt a wierd forboding
I saw the world exploding
Last year, last year

Time
It's time to...
I haven't been able to speak about what happened
Very... patient
You've been very gracious to me, Monsignor

My last confession was...)
(Bless me Father, I have sinned

A sentence in which every word seems to be missing a letter
My life now, is... is like...
Maybe, in time...
Not yet, Monsignor
But no, I'm not celebrating mass...
Yes, I've put on the collar again


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