My Heart Bleeds - Tim Donahue, James LaBrie

Never mind what the good books say

It don’t matter anyway

The kingdom never comes to a madman on the run

Never mind what the good books say

Apostles all betrayed

Giving up their lives for a piece of holy sky

Bow down and pray let come what may

In a world without end remember my friend

There’s a voice inside your head

The verses you’ve been fed

Communion of the mind

Is such a waste of precious time

Bow down and pray let come what may

In a world without end remember my friend

Heard a preacher say

Another world awaits

For those who kindly pay him

A poor man gave and gave

He threw his soul away

But nothing did ever change

My heart bleeds for the madness

My heart grieves for the pain

My heart bleeds for the masses

And congregations swayed

Never mind what the good books say

It don’t matter anyway

A thousand years have passed

Since the mold was cast

I guess some things will never change

My heart bleeds for the madness

My heart grieves for the pain

My heart bleeds for the masses

And congregations swayed

Never mind what the good books say

It don’t matter anyway