Hold Me

The world is a nightmare,
won’t you hold me and hold me?
Hold me, mama, until the good lord unfolds me
I’ve been painted red, I’ve been painted blue
How can we leave our beds if this is what they do?
Hold me, hold me
Hold my fire I don’t need it anymore
When it feels just like a candle standing lonesome on the shore
And won’t you hold my branches as they burn out in the flames?
From the ground up to the canopy until only ash remains
Hold me, hold me
My body, so unholy, holding everything I am
From my ocean to my pilot light to my forest where it stands
Hold my neck, hold my toe, hold my shoulder, and hold my hand
I will hold you sweet angel if you should ever need to land
Won’t you look me in the eye?
Look me in the eye, as I’m talking to you, to you
Hold me, hold me, hold me
Until the good lord unfolds me
The world is a nightmare,
won’t you hold me and hold me?
Hold me, mama, until the good lord unfolds me
I’ve been painted red, I’ve been painted blue
How can we leave our beds if this is what they do?