People Are Like Slamming Doors - Zita Swoon

Everybody’s God to me

But I’ve been refused

The soul inside of me

Has been introduced

To the loud laugh of the mocker

To the slamming of the door

And the loud laugh of the mocker

Is bound to reach the core

I remember when I still believe

In peoples gentle truth

I hollered nights and nights

In blackened burned out moods

I shouted for the day to come

When all my fears would go away

I yearned for the day when

All my fears would go away

Oh hero

Somebody send me home with information please

Everybody’s God to me

But I’m on the run

The life I lead today

Ain’t so much fun

I live a life of love I live forgive and love

I live a life of love I live forgive and love

Oh hero

Everybody’s God to me

But I’ve been denied

I wear a warm place in my heart in spite

Of the loud laugh of the mocker

Of the slamming of the door

Still the loud laugh of the mocker

Is bound to reach the core

Oh hero