freedom hangs like heaven

mary

carry your babe

bound up tight like lips around a whimper

your fingers over my face

blind eyed samson driven to the temple

and night birds digging until dawn

freedom hangs like heaven over everyone

ain't nobody knows what the newborn holds

but his mama says he'll walk on water

and wander back home

mary

carry your shame

well past all those eyes across the avenue

fish heads running from rain

you know i'll do anything you want me to

lamp oil lovers may say

freedom hangs like heaven over everyone"