I stole a horse, Christ what have I done? Filed for divorce, Christ what have I done? I'm at a loss of words. Sometimes this life after life feels like a Palm Sunday Tornado.
Sometimes I feel so bogged down There are days I don't make a sound. Sometimes I feel so untied Or like tennis shoe hanging over a power line.
"I don't think that I will make it home tonight in this disguise," Jesus cried.