song origins & lyrics
track 01 - written 2008
Tides was born of a theme behind a book I had read. I had traveled thru Northern Michigan for gigs and stopped at one of my favorite bookstore’s in Petoskey. I always look for inspirational books as well as a good quick read. I came across this tiny book titled, “If You Want to Walk on Water, You Have to Get Out of the Boat”. It was a spiritual book and it had verses from the bible and also examples of how not to fear change and challenge. I bought that little book and carried it with me. When I got home from the trip, I had gotten a call that from a finance person who was willing to finance a tour for me. I was nervous and ecstatic at the same time; afraid of change and being away from my newlywed husband and my daughter, but excited for the challenge. I woke up one morning, the house was quiet and I hit a chord and the rest was history ... it just spilled out of me. I cried a lot during this song when I wrote it. That happens sometimes.Oh these tides are changin’
the bones are wrestling
Beneath my boiling blood
Wondering where this boat a’headin’
Will the waters be restless
Or will they be thick as mud
CHORUS
Guess it’s time to go
I can hear the fog horn blowin’
Guess its time to go
it’s calling out for me
yes it’s time to go
I can hear the tress a rustlin’
Yes it’s time to go
It won’t wait long you see
Sometimes scared of my own shadow
This road that I may travel
Could take me so far away from you
But with the good lord’s blessing
He’ll lead me there
Oh, he swears he’ll lead me thru
CHORUS
So I get on my knees before I leave
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
And step out of this old boat to the raging waters
Oh the waves they slap me in my face
Fear of failure and disgrace
I brace myself with trust so I won’t falter
The I hear the whisper of his voice
“You know Jill, you have a choice
And either way I’ll be there for you
So I steady and I close my eyes
Feel the sun burst thru the sky
I know now, yes I know now, what I must do
CHORUS
track 03 - written 2008
This song was extremely emotional and painful to write. When I was 14 I met my first love. He was definitely from the wrong side of the tracks. The epitome of the perfect bad boy your parents never want you to date. But in this bad boy, there was a gentle heart. He’d had a troubled life, not a chance in the world that he wouldn’t have been affected by it, and I was there to save him right? We were supposed to be married in my 20’s. My mother and father were totally against the marriage (rightfully so) and begged me not to go thru with it. As it got closer to the wedding, I realized that it was a bad idea, and with the help of a priest, decided to call off the wedding. Hardest thing I ever had to do. Years and years went by, we kept in touch here and there, but we both moved on. He got married and had two boys. I heard thru the grapevine that years later, he was divorced, jobless, drinking, etc. One day I got an email, one that I knew I would always receive too early, that he had passed away. Some people you know just won’t last on this planet. I went to the funeral. It stirred up so many emotions. It brought me back to being 15 years old and the passion we had between us. I kissed his forehead and said goodbye. Later, I received a letter from his sister saying that I was always in his heart. The next day I was working on the computer and had music playing. I went to turn of the computer as I had to get in the shower, the last note of some song resonated with me as I walked up the stairs. I got in the shower and I started writing the song in my head. I didn’t want to ruin the moment, so I just ran, dripping thru the house, grabbed a pen and paper, placed it next to the shower and as lyrics shot at me, I wrote them down. I had the entire song written by the time the shower was done. I got out, dried off, grabbed my guitar and put the lyrics to the music. It is a great tribute and a great song coming from an experience that changed my life for good.Momma and daddy chased that boy away from me
Said he’d be no good for me or the family
From the wrong side of the tracks
Now he aint comin back
And my heart will never be the same
Said he’d been in a heap of trouble years ago
You’d be better off with the preacher’s son, yeah his names joe
Why won’t they let me be
‘cause they can’t seem to see
That my heart will never be the same
‘cause the pain in my heart burrows way too deep
And nothing that they can say will take that away
‘cause the boy, no matter where I am slips in my dreams
And I know my heart will never be the same
Years go by and I sit at the side of the preacher’s son
I often think about that boy and where he’s gone
Well I’m here to tell you so
That the pain still burns in my soul
And my heart will never be the same
track 05 - written 2005
I would like to thank my dog Charlie Jack (r.i.p. 8/16/09) for this song. I was doing housework and there was a big clump of dog hair in the corner of the stairwell. I was trying to get at it with the vacuum and it was stubborn, and I said, “well, look at you little tumbleweed” (yes, I guess I talk to myself and foreign objects when I am alone doing housework!). As I said “tumbleweed” the old familiar exciting energy started flowing thru my veins so I put the vacuum down and picked up my guitar. I have no idea how this song ended up coming from an old man’s point of view – as I was writing the lyrics “tumbleweed will you roll with me, will you take me to my grave, see my wife is gone and my life’s been long, feel I’ve had my day” I tried to fight the wife thing, but it was so natural, and I thought, well shit ... Gillian Welch does it! Ha! So the rest of the song took shape. I see colors when I write songs, and this one definitely had earthy tones to it, so I used the symmetry (grass, soil, tumbleweed, planting seed, etc.). It was a really fun song to write and I feel like some spirit needed a song written and I just happened to be the one he tapped on the shoulder to tell his story.Tumbleweed with you roll with me
Will you take me to my grave
See my life’s been long
And my wife is gone
Feel I’ve had my say
Tumbleweed with you plant a seed
For a life that was well thought of
Where it’d once begun
Now the time has come
For me to join my love
O tumbleweed
O tumbleweed
Lay me in under grass and soil
See my soul won’t be botherin’
‘cause I’ll be with God all the rest of my days
Peace I’ll have with him
O tumbleweed
O tumbleweed
O tumbleweed
O tumbleweed
track 07 - written 2000
This song confirms that a songwriter is affected by his surroundings. I was on Martha’s Vineyard. My guitar player, Billy and I stayed at this 100 year old (at least!) hotel and we were getting ready for dinner. Billy was in the shower so I grabbed a bottle of wine, my guitar, pen and paper, and went and sat out on the porch. The sun was out, it was a beautiful evening. I don’t know if it was the ferry ride over, the hotel, or just spirits energy I was picking up, but I started seeing visions of a castle, a woman with a rope tied to her ankle, and a big ocean in front of the castle. It was evening in my visions, and I tuned the guitar to drop D which gave it a moodier vibe. The song came upon me fast. It was very medieval. My songs are seriously derived from scenes in my head. Almost like stills from a movie. In one scene there is a beautiful man riding an enormous swan on the waves of the ocean. I somehow related this man to an angel ... thus the lyric ... ”she rode angels wings”. Catherine would escape at night to ride on this swan with the angel ... was it in her dreams or was it real ... we’ll never know! I love performing this with just an acoustic guitar and mandolin to give the medieval, somewhat Celtic feel that adheres to the idea of the motion and rhythm of waves crashing.The young sweet Catherine, she was fair
And in the night he saw her there
Hearing silent songs he’d sing
She’d ride among the angel’s wings
She rode Angel’s wings
She rode Angel’s wings
She rode Angel’s wings
She rode Angel’s wings
Now there was Herald, He was mad
He was the king of Trinidad
He kept poor Catherine on the grounds
For no one else, but he she’s bound
She rode Angel’s wings
She rode Angel’s wings
She rode Angel’s wings
She rode Angel’s wings
Not even the king could save
The fair young maiden from her grave
The rope that held her tore one night
And Catherine gone, no more in sight
She rode Angel’s wings
She rode Angel’s wings
She rode Angel’s wings
She rode Angel’s wings
track 09 - written 2009
This song was fun to write. I had wanted to write a song with more of a groove behind it. I had been on the phone with a friend who was having “girl troubles”. He was involved with a few too many girls. His mojo was raging apparently. So, after I got off the phone with him, I was feeling a bit mischievous and grabbed my guitar. The hard part, sometimes, is that I hear a groove in my head; usually this is a baseline or a drum part, so I have to somehow integrate that in to my guitar playing. Not easy for me. I put this song together like a puzzle and I wanted to use as much alliteration as I could (i.e., restless redhead, blue-eyed blonde bombshell, city slick chick). I had a lot of fun with it, which is always nice to experience that. I give credit to the band who then took the idea and gave it the groove it deserved!You got a restless redhead runnin’ round your bed
You got a restless redhead runnin’ round your bed
If you get too close, man she gonna mess with your head
You’re gonna burn baby burn
Burn baby burn
Burn baby burn
But that’s allright
You got a blue-eyed blonde bombshell banging on your door
You got a blue-eyed blonde bombshell banging on your door
No matter what you give her, she gonna beg you for more
You’re gonna burn baby burn
Burn baby burn
Burn baby burn
But that’s allright
You got a city slick brown chick rub against your thigh
You got a city slick brown chick rub against your thigh
You better watch out boy……this one gonna make you cry!
You’re gonna burn baby burn
Burn baby burn
Burn baby burn
But that’s allright
track 11 - written 2004
This was one of those songs that I am still not sure about. I think it is because it was written out of my comfort zone. I wrote it when I was infatuated with a person that I was dating back in 2004. I was trying to capture that “higher than a kite” feeling you get after a few really great dates with a person. You know, the honeymoon period before either of you really know each other! Ha! My favorite part is the bridge where I take a departure from the groove of the song ... it is unexpected and I wanted it to have a bit of the drunk on love feeling; as if you are experiencing the sensation of floating while you were listening ... ”Bringing me round, I’ve been living in a cloud of ecstasy, I can feel the sound of my heart strings”.Gotta take a little time
To let it all in
I could drink you like wine
Baby it’s a sin
Nothing but confusion
Making my poor heart swim
Are you just an illusion
Am I dreamin again
I was just looking for a one night stand
I wasn’t looking for no long time man
Minutes turn into hours
Hours turn into days
I just feel like a flower
Bloomed in purple haze
Don’t know where I’m going
Don’t know where I’ve been
All I know is I’m falling
Like a love sick friend
I was just looking for a one night stand
I wasn’t looking for no long time man
Bringing me round
I’ve been living in a cloud of ecstasy
I can hear the sound of my heart strings
So I’ll take a little time
To let it all in
I could drink you like wine
Baby it’s a sin
I was just looking for a one night stand
I wasn’t looking for no long time man
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subtitled - "A song to new parents"
track 13 - written 1993 (Music by David Jack, Words by Jill Jack)
This song was written in the back of a van heading to gig in Memphis, TN back in 1993. David Jack, my first husband, and I were in a band together and we had to leave our daughter who was 2 at the time with my parents. I was so bummed and wasn’t sure it was the right thing to do. Dave, a very talented drummer, but also a great songwriter, was plucking at the guitar as I was just going on and on about leaving her and are we screwing her life up, etc. He started playing this beautiful melody and then I just starting writing about parenting, basically. The song was never really performed until 2000, and maybe only once in a while. These are the mysteries that excite me about songwriting. Sometimes you don’t understand what you are writing about until it hits you during some life experience. Years later, my daughter was getting her driver’s license and I had this urge to shove her back into her crib and say “stay there!” I started bringing the song out more and more in my shows, feeling the emotional necessity to get it out there, as if it was a race against time. The song became so powerful. The band would crescendo in all the right places. Ron Pangborn fit with me like a glove on this one. He read my emotions and led the band. It sure didn’t hurt that both Ron (drummer) and Nolan’s (bass player) kids were heading off to college that year. This song is healing for me and I think it gives a great message . I love hearing comments from other parents on how it hits the nail on the head.You got to let the flower bloom
Don’t tangle the vine
It’s ok to let them grow
It all takes just time
Be the sounding board
Don’t be the wall
Let them take the risk
Don’t worry, you’ll be there
If they fall
‘cause time will tell
Which way they’ll go
With your guidance and strength
They’ll just know
They’ll know
Be the sounding board
Don’t be the wall
Let them take the risk
Don’t worry, you’ll be there
If they fall
Take the worry out of your eyes
And stop, see what’s happening
We’ve raised a child of yours and mine
And the flowers are in bloom again!
Be the sounding board
Don’t be the wall
Let them take the risk
Don’t worry, you’ll be there
If they fall
track 15 - written 1956 (by Alan Jay Lerner & Frederick Loewe)
I did not write this song, but it has such special meaning. My daughter and I use to watch My Fair Lady. We loved all the songs, and we were obsessed with Audrey Hepburn. I used to take my daughter on the road with me a lot. One of our trips, we were riding with Billy. Billy always had a huge selection of music that he would keep it streaming thru our long rides on the road. One of his selections a Roseanne Cash CD which had a beautiful version of the song “Wouldn't It Be Loverly” a cover of the song from My Fair Lady. It was simple, beautiful, just her and an acoustic guitar. Emma and I were floored and excited by this! We had Billy play it over and over again and we would sing it at the top of our lungs. Years later, Emma started performing with me. We were about to do a benefit for her high school and her and I were going to sing some duets. I suggested this song and we sat down to work out the harmonies. It was so breathtaking for me and such a proud moment to hear her voice, angelic, untouched by smoky bars and years of the road. It was hard not to cry. I knew this would be perfect for the end of the Songwriter Sessions’ night. Now that she is at college, I play the song, and it warms my heart and makes me feel that she is right there with me. It’s breathtaking.
track 02 - written 2007
Ok so how honest do I get here? Ha! I was just getting over a massive heartbreak when I had met this really nice (much younger) man. My daughter encouraged me to go out with him, Billy my guitar player encouraged me to go out with him. It was definitely a “cougar” moment ha ha! We didn’t date very long, but he loved music – he was so passionate about music and very curious about the art of songwriting. He asked me if I would write him a song. This was tough as I normally don’t write “on demand”. He wrote me a song, and it was good so that pressure was pretty intense! I finally started writing and it took a couple of days, which is long for me, but I finished it and played it for him. It was pretty amazing that to this day, that song describes this very nice person that I needed to be in my life, right then, even though albeit it was only for a couple of weeks and it makes me smile when I perform it.Sometimes the tears just have to fall
It don’t mean there’s trouble in the air
Love grabs a hold of you, you got no choice at all
No guarantees that life is fair
Training wheels taught us how to ride
It’s tough letting go of the handle bars
No matter what’s going the other side
Something’s bound to leave a scar
CHORUS
It’s you I’ll remember
It’s you I’ll recall
When the world brings me down again
Thoughts of you will break my fall
Break my fall
Love, loss, laughter – it makes the world go ‘round
No need reason why it had to be
I know I’m better off for loving you
Where I was blind you made me see
So where this road leads we may never know
Oh baby, just hold on tight
The river never stops the flow, and so we know
That at least we got each other for tonight
CHORUS
Fall….
Fall…
Fall…
CHORUS
track 04 - written 2007
This song has a pretty funny story behind it, and I use it in my shows for a good laugh! I was attending the Americana Music Conference and sitting in on one of the seminars. This speaker was talking and in a joking manner he said, “you are truly not an Americana Artist if you don’t have a song about trains”. Well, I knew I was ok because I had written a song called Tennessee Train years ago, whew! After the seminar I had to go bathroom (sorry TMI but it is part of the story!). I got my first lyric “she jumps off the train running” and then the rest was history. The song starting coming fast and furious like a baby who didn’t want to wait any longer to come out of the womb. I didn’t have a pen (but plenty of paper ha ha) so I WASHED my hands and ran to my hotel room. I wrote the song within 20 minutes. My favorite lyric was “holding her down’s like squeezing sunshine from rain”. At first I wasn’t sure what the song was about. That is what is so mind boggling to me about songwriting. This “thing” is penned from your hand, your mind and what I believe, God’s help and yet, I wasn’t sure what it meant. Then I played it for a friend of mine who was at the same conference. I went to her room and laid it out there (also a very hard thing for a songwriter to do when the song is fresh and ink hasn’t dried yet!). At that moment when I was performing it for her, I realized it was a song about me, and my fear of committing to the man in my life at the time (who now is my husband ha!). This song was so subliminal but yet so obvious that I didn’t want anyone stopping me from following my dreams, but also didn’t want to miss out on the other parts of life – verse two “she sees a Momma and baby, wonder if she’d done wrong, trading life for this music ride she’s been riding on so long”. Little did I know that there are relationships out there with men like my husband who totally support my dreams, and make me a better person for them!She jumps on the train running
Carrying all she owns
Breaking unfamiliar ground
Nothing quite like home
She hears the whistle blowing
Fading far from view
Nothing left but killing time
And thinking of you
CHORUS
But she knows she’s gotta run
Without shackles and them chains
Holding her down’s like
Squeezing sunshine from rain
It aint that she don’t love you
But that burning in her veins
Will keep her riding on that fast moving train
City lights are blinding
Their calling out her name
The soles of her shoes
Show how long she’s played this game
She sees a momma and baby
Wondering if she’d done wrong
Trading life for this music ride
She’s been riding on so long
CHORUS
No, It aint that she don’t love you
But that burning in her veins
Will keep her riding on that fast moving train
Fast moving train
Fast moving train
track 06 - written 2007
This song is near and dear to my heart (no pun intended), and was very hard to write! When I first started dating my husband, he had asked me if I would ever write a song for him. And I said “no, seems every time I write a song for someone I am dating, they dump me so forget about it.” We got engaged about six months later and he asked me “now that we are engaged I think it would be ok for you to write me a song” and again I declined. Why screw up a good thing ya know? After we had been married for 2 months he was getting ready for work and I was getting ready to hit my “To do” list for the day. He said, “honey, I think it is totally safe for you to write a song for me now that the ring is on your finger”. I still said no and kissed him goodbye and wished him a good day. I shut the door behind him, turned around and looked at my guitar and thought, “man, this guy puts up with a lot from me – he does deserve a song, at least!” So I picked up my guitar and started writing. I had just finished the song when I saw him pull up the driveway and I thought “see, great ... he is now coming back to break up with me!” He walked in and without saying a word handed me a bouquet of sunflowers (my favorite flower). I told him I just wrote the song for him. I played it for him and he loved it.I love the way you read my mind
The way you tell me things are fine
The way you look into my eyes
I know that life will be just right
‘cause you love me
You walked right into my day
I swear I’d never be ok
But then I saw you look my way
I realized you were here to stay
And you love me
Love comes at such a cost
But you’re priceless to me
I’ve opened up my heart to you
And you’ve set my soul free
Where there’d been pain
You put hope in it’s place
I never really thought
I could ever feel this safe
So when I go to sleep at night
I thank the Lord with all my might
For bringing you, my valentine
And making everything just fine
Cause you love
You love me
You love me
Oh, you love me
Thank you my valentine
For loving me
Thank you my valentine
Oh for loving me…
track 08 - written 2006
I am not prone to pessimism. I believe that everything happens for a reason, but on this day in 2005 I was feeling a bit down. I can never fully commit to writing a song that doesn’t have some sort of hope in it. So, as this song goes on, it describes where we were and are in this world, but yet my favorite lyric in this song is “I’m not giving up, I’m just giving in, and I ain’t losing neither, but this ain’t no way to win”. It still has a spark of hope that I’m still in the game, but just sitting out for a bit to gather more strength. I love performing this song, it’s gentle yet poignant.My lover’s not loving me the way he should
Saying anything won’t do me know good
‘cause I’m too far gone
Too far gone
Bills are strangling me again
Getting blood from a stone, I think it’s a sin
Well I’m too far gone
Too far gone
I’m not giving up I’m just giving in
And I ain’t losing neither
But this ain’t no way to win
I’m too far gone
Prices going up on gasoline
Boys and girls getting shot
God what a scene
We’re too far gone
Just too far gone
Road rage reeling thru the city streets
If you don’t join ‘em baby
You’ll sure be beat
Yeah we’re too far gone
Just too far gone
I’m not giving up I’m just giving in
And I ain’t losing neither
But this ain’t no way to win
I’m too far gone
Little baby Jesus won’t ya come around
Can’t ya save our souls, man we’re feeling low down
We’re too far gone
Just too far gone
I’m not giving up I’m just giving in
And I ain’t losing neither
But this ain’t no way to win
I’m too far gone (repeat)
track 10 - written 2008
Can you say “Insomnia?” I can’t really recall what was keeping me up during this period of time in my life. I go thru spurts where the stresses of life creep deep into my brain about 3am and then I can’t sleep. I think this was written after one of those episodes where I hadn’t had a good night sleep in weeks. So as I refer to the baby in the lyric “hush little baby, don’t say a word, I don’t have the strength to comfort you” I do picture people thinking I am a very bad mom! But the baby I am referring to is me ... revealing the title of the song ... Child Within. I wanted the song to have the feel of a lullaby, starting out subtle and quiet and with each verse, increasing the intensity. The last verse encourages the child not to be quiet, not to hide behind the trees, but to get out there and take on the world, not to be afraid “Cry little baby as loud as you can, let the world know that you are here, forget the baby steps run as fast, you can, seize the day, stand among the trees” (referring to other strong people she may be intimidated by). I run a lot of songs by my daughter. She is usually the first person I will play songs for. She loved it and asked if she could take the recorded version to college so she could listen to it before she fell asleep.Hush little baby
Don’t say a word
I don’t have the strength to comfort you
Oh little baby
In this mean old world
Don’t know where it’s leading us to
Lonely
Lonely
Tell me where the willow tree has gone
Sleep little baby
It does not pay
Worry only keeps us all awake
The storms outside
I swear their not to stay
Just don’t know when the sun will come out again
My friend
it’ll happen
but for now just stay safe in my arms
Cry little baby
As loud as you can
Let the world know that you are here
Forget the baby steps
Run as fast, you can
Seize the day, stand among the trees
You gotta believe me
It’s now or never
Baby can’t you see….
track 12 - written 2009
I don’t think I have to totally clue you in here. This was obviously when our generation felt the fear of the Wall Street crash. I had been talking to a friend of mine on the phone, who’s greatest escape is to sleep when things aren’t going well. After I got off the phone with him, I thought, hell ... it’s a good idea ... but then I thought about our grandparents, our parents, what did they do? This crash was causing us all to think what will we do if we don’t have money? I grew up in a well to do house, but have also experienced the other side of the pendulum - a true starving artist on my own. I have found that for sure! Money does not buy happiness and fulfillment. So, I reflected on what they had to go thru during World War II or any war for that matter. Why my grandma was always worried that she didn’t have enough food even until her death. And my parents always keeping 15 cans of corn, “just in case”. But what seemed to happen in those times were celebration of family and counting the blessings you did have. So I came up with this, bit of a tongue and cheek song about the fact that the world was coming crashing around our heads, so hell ... why don’t we just go back to bed and enjoy ourselves there! As I wrote the song, I envisioned having the crowd join in on the last verse. Wasn’t sure if any crowd would sing along, but I figured, fly by the seat of my pants and go for it. The melody was easy enough. Prior to the recording of this song, I made all the boys in my band surround a couple of microphones on stage during a big show – put down their instruments and sing with me and my guitar. They were pretty uncomfortable at first with this, but this helped the crowd feel that they could sing as well. The crowd jumped in full force (thank god!) so I figured this could work for the record as well. To the band’s relief, I only asked the background singers to sing with me and the crowd the night of the recording this a spectacular job! Loved it!The world’s coming crashing around our heads
The world’s coming crashing around our heads
The world’s coming crashing around our heads
Let’s just stay in bed
Is this what they felt like in World War II
Is this what they felt like in World War II
Is this what they felt like in World War II
Let’s just stay in bed
There’s nothing left to do now but love you and me
There’s nothing left to do now but love you and me
There’s nothing left to do now but love you and me
Let’s just stay in bed!
track 14 - written 2005
This song was written at a really dark time in my life. I had just had a heart wrenching break up (2005). My father had been hospitalized, my mother was bedridden, and I was trying to raise my kid alone and also be the caretaker to both my parents. I was spent. Christmas carols on the radio were like nails on a chalkboard to me at this time. My mom had called me, crying - and this tough Irish woman rarely cried. She was in pain from deterioration of her spine, she was worried about her husband, I felt like I was helpless and didn’t have much more to give. I have huge faith, but I was pissed. I was pissed at God that he could let things happen like this. What was the point? Why were we here?? Why was there so much pain and suffering in the world? I remember, it was early morning and my daughter was still sleeping. I was trying to hang Christmas lights, but wasn’t in the mood, so I grabbed my guitar and just starting banging on it. Nothing good was coming of that but it felt good. I started to calm down when I hit a G chord gently and then the song and tears just spilled out. It was a mockery of God’s will and how no matter what I had to say about the situation, his will still stood strong over me, my family, the world. I thank God now for all of the good things that came out of that time in my life (especially the song!). I am a much stronger person because of it. It is amazing what you can go thru ... ”if he leads you to it ... he will lead you thru it”. That is his will.I once was loved
But now he’s gone
I beg for mercy me
I pray to God
Bring him back where he belongs
But he won’t answer me
Thy will
Thy will
Thy will be done no matter how I feel (repeat)
My momma carried me
And babies, more than three
And now she’s old and grey
Her legs they are no good
That once help her stood
And now she cries in pain
Thy will
Thy will
Thy will be done no matter how she feels (repeat)
I know that cross you bared
Could never quite compare
To our little issues on this earth
But every now and then
I wish I could hear you friend
Of why exactly are we here?
Thy will
Thy will
Thy will be done no matter how I feel (repeat…)
