Town Of Mercy

I walked away from Mercy out to the deepest woods

Entered by the river at the only place I could

Fed a fire and watched the smoke like something climbing free

Leaning like a ladder and calling after me

I could rise from what may shine

Keep your place, surrender mine

As if your name as old as time

Waited like a song upon the tongue

Of all the mercy begging to be sung

I’ve made my peace with Mercy, as quick as it may be

To betray my confidence is how I choose to see

What had come together now are pieces in my hand

Fraying at the knees that buckled long before we stand

So I might rise from what may shine

Keep your place, surrender mine

As if your name as old as time

Waited like a song upon the tongue

Of all the mercy begging to be sung

Begging to be sung

The snow flies its confetti like the end of a parade

Leaves a vacant silence knee-deep in the charade

That here’s the end of hunger, this feasting of the soul

When all the while it’s waited for the light to swallow whole

So I might rise from what may shine

Keep your place, surrender mine

As if your name as old as time

Waited like a song upon the tongue

Of all the mercy begging to be sung