He sat by the window
staring at the rain.
His mind was confused,
face distorted with pain.
Outside he watched
the people gather round
as the man with the cross
fell to the ground.

Chorus—-

Crucify him,crucify him,
was their brutal plea-
The man looked towards
the heavens-praying-
Father forgive me.
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He could see him clearly
now
as he walked upon the hill.
The sounds of violence
growing loud
and shrill.
He saw him turn around
hands raised to the sky
Then he watched in horror
as that man died.

Chorus-

Crucify him, crucify him
was their brutal plea-
The man looked twords
the heavens-praying-
Father forgive me
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He sat by the window
staring at the rain.
His mind was confused,
face distorted in pain
He seemed to remember
in a land of long ago
that this man named Jesus
went through this before

Chorus—-