Strahan Lyrics

Out in the fields of grace I lay in the fields Watching you arise the dead in me Everyone’s looking for something. Across the ground, scattered with the bones of past psalms and revolutions and the old, worn faith your father lent you. Everyone is singing a song. And it’s always about the same thing. Love lost, love found, that great open space between heaven and earth. Forget the proselytism, forget the harsh edges of the letter of the law. There’s someone up there, and He is like water and fire, deep with grace and mystery. These are not songs of a preacher. They’re not ballads to lilting love. These are just alms to that old, worn faith. Skin for the skeleton. The sound of someone looking for a resurrection. From the opening throes of ‘H... read more