Pain

Brought Low

Let me be, let me be.

God knows I want to be free.

God with thee, God with thee.

Why couldn’t it be with me?

Watch what you sow, watch what you sow.

It hurts so bad it brought me low.

He notched the bow, the hunters Bow.

He pulled it back and let it go.

He let it go and brought me low.

Damn the Devils Dealings

Damn this pain that burns through my veins

and damn this restless feeling.

Damn the start and damn the end

and damn the Devils dealing.

Damn this desire and how fate conspires

and damn this broken heart

Damn the day and damn the night

and damn the Devils part.

Damn the day she went away

and damn this fall from grace

Damn twice the Devil for all this trouble

and damn my own disgrace.

Growing Slow as I Go

I can still feel the pain growing slow as I go

and I know it’s past time that I moved on,

but I can’t get over your con.

“Don’t worry nothing will change,

Before you know it I’ll be back and then,

you can hold me like I was never gone.”

The lie, oh how I die every time I think of it.

And still, every day I can feel the pain growing slow as I go.