Mike McClure Harder to ignore G He taught me right from wrong But to me your truth was fiction The whispers I heard yesterday Were like screams of conviction C And all the things that I thought I loved G Just hurt me more and more D But I hear the good Lord callin' C G The ghost is knockin' on my door D Yes I hear the good Lord callin' C G He's gettin' harder to ignore As we wonder down our crooked roads I see the lighthouse callin' It guides me on my merry way And it keeps me from falling Chorus Take a look into your sacred book And you will find my name It's written in his Holy Blood Cuz He suffered for my shame Chorus