About a Bruise

A weed believes the garden Sunday cloves don't fool me The sky is full of our prayer, prayer When you were making moonlight The mall cops in Mobile The night fell from their eyes, from their eyes This is ballroom stone I'd help you let your hair down Point to birds, then you'd say, "Bang, bang" The sun left every evening, good grass was dying You drew your dawn on the world, on the world Tenderness to you was only talk about a bruise Or walking into water after dark Your papa saw me coming "Blood knows when it's worth it," Aw, you said, you said like a song, a song Jesus left a best friend Minds less forget of His field is waiting for wind, for the wind Mobile had your moonlight But the line cook had candy You let him blow your candle a bit (Hoo hoo hoo, haha) Ring a bell that's broken That sound is loud inside us Flowing farther away, far away Tenderness to you was only talk about a bruise Or walking into water after dark Love can last a lifetime This is Alabama And a wheel is forgiving the road, the road Now you're making music for beautiful people by the sea Who don't need a song, need a song Tenderness to you was only talk about a bruise This is Alabama --- About A Bruise - Iron and Wine