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 What had come together now are pieces in my hand Fraying at the knees that buckled long before we stand 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 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 night 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 --- Town of Mercy - Aoife O'Donovan