Crying Holy – Kate Reid

 

She came to me in an autumn field

Somewhere west of here

At my feet, she laid a bone down

Old and bleached, on the dusty ground

 

I picked it up and held it close

Crows singing, Buffalo thunder ringing out

Then, I was running with the herd

Along the great divide between two worlds

 

Chorus:          

I don't know about the whole

But I know tears and bones

And all my broken pieces

And begging for mercy

IÕm down on my knees

Crying holy

 

I had my finger on some kind of trigger

When I was young

I would wake up, wondering how I got there

And how I would make it home

 

And I never wanted to do what they wanted me to

I just didnÕt know any other way

And I didnÕt want to be good I knew

It was a survival thing

 

Chorus:          

I don't know about the whole

But I know tears and bones

And all my broken pieces

And begging for mercy

IÕm down on my knees

Crying holy

 

I was never meant to

Live in the terrified shadows

Of all the tired and unrealized lives of the

People along my bloodline

 

But itÕs good to recognize

All those hard places from where we come

 

WeÕve got to see beyond the horizon

And look possibility in the eye

 

When I'm long dead and gone

And all those Crows and those thundering Buffalo

Will come rest on top this place

SheÕll come back and lay down my bones

 

Chorus:

I don't know about the whole

But I know tears and bones

And all my broken pieces

And begging for mercy

IÕm down on my knees

Crying holy

Crying holy