She wore a suit of bright pink
To make the angels wink
And they showered her in roses and rhyme
She wore her hair down
From the crown of thorns
And when I cursed her
She whipped my ears with scorn
She said ‘sweet boy, you’ll beat your Goliath’.
And I had to laugh ‘cause I’d never read the bible in my life.
She said ‘sing to me now,
Before it’s too late,
As we stand upon the platform between hell and heaven’s gate.’
I told her I didn’t believe in a God,
There’s just too much heartache on this rock we call our home
I wanted to be gone
Somewhere where I wouldn’t have to swallow my soul every day.
Our train arrived
And we got on
We sat down still and silent and the carriage moved along.
I heard the rumbling
Beneath my feet,
I was gripped in total darkness
Till I heard her start to speak,
She was whispering
A little prayer
‘Lord, don’t drive your wind so hard at those in peril on the sea’.
released December 28, 2013
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