ISAAC

The day tricked itself and slowly turned into the night
Much the same I tricked myself by claiming this was right
Climbed up the mountain holding your hand tight

Isaac,
this is just a test to pass or fail
Isaac,
either way, my love for you is real
Isaac,
I ask you to lay down on the cold stones
...
I'd much rather take you home

A lamb to the slaughter, so full of trust you go
Much the same I hear a voice and willingly follow
I cannot explain to you, I've told you all I know

Isaac,
this is just a test to pass or fail
Isaac,
either way my love for you is real
Isaac,
I ask you to lay down on these cold stones
...
Now I'm going to take you home.