Shunned At A Funeral — East West

I stand where the silence is
Taller than breath
Guilty, empty, aware of the record that follows
My steps
The floor feels like glass beneath
Borrowed feet
Waiting, and singing
Waiting for truth to be spoken or mercy
To speak
I replay the nights
I would rather forget
Choices, voices, the names and the faces
I carry
As dead
I measure my worth by the worst things
I've done failing
Falling as if every shadow still answers
My name
I brace for the sentence
My heart expects.
Still, love interrupts
What the law never will
As far
As the east is
From the west
So far you've taken my shame from me
No map can trace it
No mind can confess the distance you
Placed between guilt and me
As far
As the east is
From the west, that's how far
You removed
Them from
He steps through the light
With the marks in his hands, speaking certain
Like this verdict was always
His plan.
He says, and singing
Child, I bore every charge you could name.
Yesterday, yesterday
Doesn't get to decide who you are today
The books that
I feared
Have been closed by
His blood
Finished, finished, no echo
Remains where the judgement
Once stood
I don't wear my past like a chain on my chest
Broken, broken, I walk in the freedom of a life
I don't regret
And singing as
Far as the east is from
The west
So far you've taken my shame from me
No weight of memory, no last request can
Reach what you buried beneath
The sea
As far
As the east is
From the west, that's how far you removed
Them from me
East keeps running, what's never meets
Mercy keeps widening every degree
I stop rehearsing
What you forgave.
I live in an hour
Of the price you paid
As far
As the east is from
The west, so far you've taken my shame
From me
I lay down the lies
I confessed
As truth and rise in the grace that's
Remembering me
As far
As the east is from
The west, that's how far you
Removed them from me
I leave the courtroom
Forgiven and free
Not defined by the worst parts
Of me
East and west still can't agree
And neither can grace end my history