can't feel the fingers of one hand
last night felt like a three-night stand
mouth full of cotton
feet of clay
i didn't plan on waking up today
i had heart
wheels and wings
now i don't have any of these things
come and get me
jesus
i don't know
come and get me 'cause i can't go
i lost my brothers
i lost my friends
only one way this thing ends
cheap and dirty in a bad motel
wondering what it was you used to do so well
i had words
chords and strings
now i don't have any of these things
come and get me
jesus
i don't know
come and get me 'cause i can't go
shirt and pants
coffee black
open up the shade a crack
fields of cotton
fields of clay
sun going down on a robber's highway
winds that whistle
birds that sing
i've no understanding of any of these things
come and get me
jesus
i don't know
come and get me 'cause i can't go