The Damage
So you found me at the end of my life
By the bend in the river at dawn?
Have you come to my aid, are there deals to be made?
Red lines in the sand to be drawn
Now that you're here, pray, tell me, my dear
Why it is you've come to my door?
By virtue of sin, should I let you in?
I can't say you'll suffer no more
So they tied you to the stake in your heart
And they taught you to treasure the pain
To keep you in place, they lied to your face
And bought you with measured disdain
And now that you've seen your part in the dream
You'll need to be lost to belong
The story that ends before it begins
Means nothing is written in stone
Once there was a time I might have been for you a guiding light
Cross my heart and hope to die a thousand needles in my eye
The damage is already done
When it's over, as soon it must be
Please, mention my name to the wind
The trouble I see for you and for me
Is nobody wins in the end
I was once as young and wild as you, my dark-eyed woman-child
How I spend my days in dread is how it is I've made my bed
I can't teach or preach or reach beyond this bell we both know well
The damage
The damage
The damage is already done
By the bend in the river at dawn?
Have you come to my aid, are there deals to be made?
Red lines in the sand to be drawn
Now that you're here, pray, tell me, my dear
Why it is you've come to my door?
By virtue of sin, should I let you in?
I can't say you'll suffer no more
So they tied you to the stake in your heart
And they taught you to treasure the pain
To keep you in place, they lied to your face
And bought you with measured disdain
And now that you've seen your part in the dream
You'll need to be lost to belong
The story that ends before it begins
Means nothing is written in stone
Once there was a time I might have been for you a guiding light
Cross my heart and hope to die a thousand needles in my eye
The damage is already done
When it's over, as soon it must be
Please, mention my name to the wind
The trouble I see for you and for me
Is nobody wins in the end
I was once as young and wild as you, my dark-eyed woman-child
How I spend my days in dread is how it is I've made my bed
I can't teach or preach or reach beyond this bell we both know well
The damage
The damage
The damage is already done
Credits
Writer(s): Rodney Crowell
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