La Dispute - St. Paul Missionary Baptist Church Blues Lyrics






Stained-glass and the choir sing out that strong and ceaseless chorus here
So sweet the voices, sweep like leaves into the street
On Eastern, a celebration carried on for God and hope and refuge
To keep each other, life; give shelter from the storm. And keep warm
The congregation gathers outside in the parking lot, each service done
They keep the old hymn rolling on and on and
I see the scene in color each day driving out to Eastown
That old abandoned church and have I gone the same sad way?

Have I gone the same sad way?

Through the sixties flourished and the seventies in flux
The eighties fluctuate each year unclear of when the money would dry up
And when the nineties violent crime and rising unemployment rates came by
That parking lot grew dim and thin of sinners and saints
Until the voices, unceasing, slowly faded to black
Until the weeds stormed the concrete from unattended cracks
It had to know, had to feel that glory never coming back
Like I could feel it when the passion left, the last of what I had
It had to know like I knew
And I can’t find it back
Might not ever.

Ten years now standing vacant
Ten years on empty, maybe more
Once held the faith of hundreds
Soon one more cell phone store
For years they gathered here
Inside the building sound and true
To sing their praises to a god that gave them hope
To carry on, to carry through
So, I’ve been thinking about that
Sometimes go slow when I drive by
How a home of stone and a house so holy
Grows so empty over time
What gave those people purpose
Past death approaching constantly
Now left to crumble slowly
Now left to wither with the weeds
Now left to ice and vandals
The advent candles long since gone
The old foundation shifting hard
The concrete overgrown, but
That stained-glass window sits untouched amongst the brickwork worn
A symbol of the beauty only perfect at that moment we were born
And just the other day I swear I saw a man there
Pulling weeds out of the concrete, sweeping up and patching cracks
I saw him lift a rag to wash the years of filth from off those windows
Made me wonder if there’s anyone like that for you and me and
Anybody else who broke and lost hope





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  1. D.... A....

    Timeless jam

    D.... A....

    Glad to see others still here 6 years later

  2. L.... P....

    excellent. Thank you for this. :)

  3. K.... C....

    No slehp

  4. h.... ....

    Regular music has lyrics, La Dispute has story lines.

  5. R.... R....

    I fucking love this music dude I don't give a fuck if it has screaming in it or not. The music and lyrics are fucking legendary and most people pass this type of music up but they are missing out. This album is one of the greatest I have ever heard in my life. To be honest it has kept me alive in times of great peril and it hqs,given me hope when nothing else has. I have even seen the band preform live and I feel blessed for it. I hope more people can like this music because I am really tired of meeting and dating people who look down on this type of music instesd of rock out to it with me. :'/ "And it hurts me to know I'm alone now. And it hurts to know that I've chose it." Pretty much applies to my life.

  6. A.... S....

    L Y R I C S = P E R F E C T I O N

  7. F.... Y....

    Stained-glass and the choir sing out that strong and ceaseless chorus here
    So sweet the voices, sweep like leaves into the street
    On Eastern, a celebration carried on for God and hope and refuge
    To keep each other, life; give shelter from the storm. And keep warm
    The congregation gathers outside in the parking lot, each service done
    They keep the old hymn rolling on and on and
    I see the scene in color each day driving out to Eastown
    That old abandoned church and have I gone the same sad way?

    Have I gone the same sad way?

    Through the sixties flourished and the seventies in flux
    The eighties fluctuate each year unclear of when the money would dry up
    And when the nineties violent crime and rising unemployment rates came by
    That parking lot grew dim and thin of sinners and saints
    Until the voices, unceasing, slowly faded to black
    Until the weeds stormed the concrete from unattended cracks
    It had to know, had to feel that glory never coming back
    Like I could feel it when the passion left, the last of what I had
    It had to know like I knew
    And I can’t find it back
    Might not ever.

    Ten years now standing vacant
    Ten years on empty, maybe more
    Once held the faith of hundreds
    Soon one more cell phone store
    For years they gathered here
    Inside the building sound and true
    To sing their praises to a god that gave them hope
    To carry on, to carry through
    So, I’ve been thinking about that
    Sometimes go slow when I drive by
    How a home of stone and a house so holy
    Grows so empty over time
    What gave those people purpose
    Past death approaching constantly
    Now left to crumble slowly
    Now left to wither with the weeds
    Now left to ice and vandals
    The advent candles long since gone
    The old foundation shifting hard
    The concrete overgrown, but
    That stained-glass window sits untouched amongst the brickwork worn
    A symbol of the beauty only perfect at that moment we were born
    And just the other day I swear I saw a man there
    Pulling weeds out of the concrete, sweeping up and patching cracks
    I saw him lift a rag to wash the years of filth from off those windows
    Made me wonder if there’s anyone like that for you and me and
    Anybody else who broke and lost hope

    F.... Y....

    Bob Dylan reference?

    F.... Y....

    The songwriting here is top notch. It's one of those La dispute songs that sounds like it's always climbing and building up. The lyrics are so insightful too. How creative to think of something so deep while just looking at an old abandoned church? Amazing

  8. j.... ....

    Sounds like shit.

  9. M.... ....

    have i got the same segway ?

  10. B.... H....

    did a bass cover on this song check it out if you like

  11. A.... R....

    This song helps me get through life

    A.... R....

    Andrew Ramirez Same