Even the Darkness Has Arms

I was holding my breath when the tightrope walker slipped into the moon glow

Saying all my children, follow me

Maybe it's time to go

You can be chrome when you're wise

You can be wise when you're blue

And baby, if I have

Then I have for you

Bribing the jury to keep me in jail, singing "Tea for the Tillerman"

And although I lie fantastically, I swore an oath on my history

It's a miracle I can see

You can be wrong when you're right

Even when you're right on cue

And if I die tonight

Then I die for you

Calling on those that call me son

Great-grandson and grandson

Great uncles, aunts, and relatives

To judge what I have done

Wanna make it right by you

Even if it's all I do

And if it's all I do

Then I do it for you

People will raise a whole lotta hell about the water in the windmill

And although I stab chaotically

It hurts no one but me

Even the darkness has arms

But they ain't got you

And baby, I have it

And I have you, too

And a light in the window to pass the night through

May be so uncertain but what can I do

Keeping it on, keeping it on

And I know I like it but what does that prove

Sometimes I worry I don't know how to love you

I bring to you with reverent hands

All the books that my love abides

The kind woman that my passion wore

Like the shoreline wears the tides

Maybe the water went dry

Keeping an eye on you

And with an eye on you

It could drown me, too

People will raise a whole lotta hell about the water in the windmill

And although I stab chaotically

I swore an oath on my history

It's a miracle I can see

Even the darkness has arms

But they ain't got you

And baby, I have it

And I have you, too