Town of Mercy

I walked away from Mercy
Out to the deepest woods
Entered by the river
At the only place I could
Fed a fire and watched the smoke
Like something climbing free
Leaning like a ladder
And calling after me

That I could rise from what may shine
Keep your place, surrender mine
As if your name as old as time
Waited like a song upon the tongue
Of all the mercy begging to be sung

I've made my peace with Mercy
As quick as it may be
To betray my confidence
Is how I choose to see
That what had come together
Now are pieces in my hand
Fraying at the knees
That buckled long before we stand

So I might rise from what may shine
Keep your place, surrender mine
As if your name as old as time
Waited like a song upon the tongue
Of all the mercy begging to be sung
Begging to be sung

The snow flies its confetti
Like the end of a parade
Leaves a vacant silence
Knee-deep in the charade
That here's the end of hunger
This feasting of the soul
When all the while it's waited
For the light to swallow whole

So I might rise from what may shine
Keep your place, surrender mine
As if your name as old as time
Waited like a song upon the tongue
Of all the mercy begging to be sung