There Must Be More To Us

Of life after death the mystery has grown And there must be more to us than flesh and bone For the human remains the funeral bell may toll But life goes on as usual for the soul. I was born into christianity But religion as such is not for me Heaven and hell has a simplistic ring And to such beliefs i have refused to cling. I used to believe when i was a boy Of this Land called Paradise beyond the sky The souls of the good went to where angels dwell And those who died in sin condemned to hell. The priests they preached of the evils of sin But they never told us of the God within Their God lived remote from mankind i recall But they never told us God lives in us all. They only told us that their God was right And that they and they alone had seen the light And that to the one true diety they belong And that all of those with different points of view were wrong. Of life after death the mystery remain For the dead have never come to life again And when the funeral bell the ringer toll I'd like to believe it's not for the soul.