All these days, I’ve waited for salvation
But them angels don’t come
And I’ve come to an end —
Too long comforted by grief
My best-known friend
I been blind and I been voiceless
Had no mind, chose to be choiceless
I thought patience led to good
Just a kid… did the best I could
Beaten down now, tired from standing still
The angels still don’t come
Yet I start to mend
Here again with good ol’ grief
At river’s bend
Laid too long with no desire
Burned to kindle others’ fire
Ain’t never asked for much — my first mistake
In life ya keep just half your take
Got nothing now but a back to break
A map of scars leads from home
Grave by grave by grave
A map of scars marks the place:
Here’s a soul to save
But them angels don’t come
And I’ve come to an end —
Too long comforted by grief
My best-known friend
I been blind and I been voiceless
Had no mind, chose to be choiceless
I thought patience led to good
Just a kid… did the best I could
Beaten down now, tired from standing still
The angels still don’t come
Yet I start to mend
Here again with good ol’ grief
At river’s bend
Laid too long with no desire
Burned to kindle others’ fire
Ain’t never asked for much — my first mistake
In life ya keep just half your take
Got nothing now but a back to break
A map of scars leads from home
Grave by grave by grave
A map of scars marks the place:
Here’s a soul to save
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