The Indelicates
What If You’re Wrong
What if you’re wrong, Koresh?
What if you’re wrong, David?
What if you’re wrong, Vernon?
What if all that you’ve faced
All that you’ve based it upon
Was wrong?
What if you’re wrong, Savior?
What if you’re wrong, Revelator?
What if the word and the way
And the truth and the life and the song
Are wrong?
What if you’re wrong, Koresh?
What if you’re wrong?
What if you’re mad, Koresh?
What if you’re just mad, Vernon?
What if you’re bad, even?
What if all your decisions
And all of these visions you’ve had
Are mad?
What if there is nothing?
What if it means nothing?
What if all that you’ve said
Was born in your head and it means
Nothing?
What if you’re wrong, Koresh?
What if you’re wrong?
Did you doubt
When you walked upon the earth?
Did you wonder, did you falter
Doubt the story of your birth?
They say you grew more human
As you drew upon your death
And humans doubt, as nothing else
They doubt with every breath
Oh, Christ, did you know
When they rallied to your side
That you would have seemed an evil man
If once they’d thought you’d lied?
That you’d have seemed a madman
If you had been mistaken?
That you’d have died a madman
If you never rose again?
Oh no, we must believe, Savior
(Vernon...)
We must believe, David
(David…)
You must believe, Koresh
(Koresh…)
That this voice that we hear
Is the word, do not fear you’re deceived
Believe
Oh, you must go on, David
(David…)
You must be strong, Koresh
(Koresh…)
You’ve a sense of the story
The power, the glory, the one
Go on
(Go on...)
But what if you’re wrong, Vernon?
What if you’re wrong?
(But what if you’re wrong, Vernon?
What if you’re wrong?)