Even The Darkness Has Arms

I was holding my breath

When the tightrope walker slipped into the moonglow

Saying all my children, follow me

Maybe it's time to go

You can be cruel when you're wise

You can be wise when you're blue

And baby, if I have

Then I have for you

Bribing the jury to keep me in jail

Singing Tea For The Tillerman

And although I lie fantastically

This woman knows of my history

It's a miracle I can see

You can be wrong when you're right

Even when you're right on cue

And if I die tonight

Then I die for you

Calling on those that call me son

Great-grandson, or grandson

Great uncles, aunts and relatives

To judge what I have done

Gonna make right by you

Even if it's all I do

And if it's all I do, then I do for yo

People have raised a whole lotta hell

About the water in the windmill

And although I stab chaotically

It hurts no one but me

Even the darkness has arms

But they ain't got you

And baby, I have it

And I have you, too

And the light in the window

To pass the night through

May be so uncertain

But what can I do

Keeping it on

Keeping it on

And I know I like it

But what does that prove

Sometimes I worry I don't know how to love you

I bring to you with reverent hand

All the books and the lullabies

The kind woman that my passion wore

Like the shoreline wears the tides

Maybe the water went dry

Keeping an eye on you

And with an eye on you

It could drown me too

People have raised a whole lotta hell

About the water in the windmill

And although I stab chaotically

I swore an oath on my history

It's a miracle I can see

Even the darkness has arms

But they ain't got you

And baby, I have it

And I have you, too

And the light in the window

To pass the night through

May be so uncertain

But what can I do

Keeping it on

Keeping it on

And I know I like it

But what does that prove

Sometimes I worry I don't know how to love you