Wrecked

What’s wrong you said
Baby i’ts just what I heard
I’m aching for a little light
in spite of all this grief I’ve learned
And there’s nothing left
Is that blessing or is that curse
I am warming up forgiveness
Pouring it on myself first
I’ve been stuck here something’s gotta give it’s bound to go
And these skies hang over all my highs, all my lows
And if hope is a feathered flight then swoop bird down from them trees
There is freedom in my appetite, vision in my sympathy
I knew that preacher was right
There I go down the aisle (twice)
We sang blessed be the tie that binds
Blessed be the tie that blinds
Blessed be the tie that binds
There’s a warm night, a sorry I ever had to see this thing
Someone’s misguided notion of letting freedom ring
Oh but deep inside the waters wide I ebb and flow
I hestitate
I am putting off tomorrow, baby I’m gonna wear you today