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Watching the surf cover up my toes Breathing the salt air from the coast Ten years old with my eyes pressed closed Life is a church Remembering first love's tender kiss Mourning the loss of my innocence The bittersweet taste of it on my lips Life is a church These are the sacraments This is the altar, love is the spirit Making the blue planet turn Life is a church Watching my baby being born Written all over you, pain and joy Holding your hand, it's a little boy Watching my baby being born Written all over you, pain and joy Holding your hand, it's a little boy Ashes to ashes, earth to earth The preacher throws in the first handful of dirt My little boy asks me, "Does goodbye always hurt?" Watching my baby being born Written all over you, pain and joy Holding your hand, it's a little boy |