Nice Without Mercy

We have crawled among the elements
Taking pictures with a phone
Carry buckets over mountains just like we used to
Past a riddle in the river
Catching fish with just our hands
And they taste of some cool pastoral splendor

And the sky opens up like candy
And the wind don't know my name

And the sky opens up like candy
And the wind don't know my name
And the warm comes back
Even though you thought it would not, yeah

I saw the light beyond the sunset
Near a little country church
And it felt a bit like Little Jimmy Dickens
And the shadows disappear
In a day that breathes forever
And God comes and gathers up his jewels

And the sky opens up like candy
And the wind don't know my name
And the warm comes back
Even though you thought it would not, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Kurt F. Wagner
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