Holiest Day

I drove away, far from the lake
I found the farmer’s daughter
We could have been sisters if i were humble
Clothes muddy, red-cheeked and reticent
I looked around and wished that i could stay
And cover my head
Keep the fire going
Tuck the kids into bed
I know all the hymns
I’d say my prayers and close my eyes
To wake at dawn and do it all over again
So half in jest, i asked if i could stay, help milk the cows
Annie looked away and said just come back in an hour
Asking for more
We ask
We ask for more
For more
We ask
We ask for more
I drove away, back to the lake
Back to all my pretty, precious things — i put the milk away
I started to cry, put the music on to fill the quiet
Oh cluttered life — we try, we try, we try
Asking for more
We ask
We ask for more
Always for more
We ask
We ask for more
Holiest day break our nightmares in two
Holiest day shape our nightmares into threes
Holiest day break take our nightmares before we wake
We ask
We ask