Sparrow - Joe Henry

It wasn’t peace I wanted

So it wasn’t peace I found

I wouldn’t stand for reason

And it never would sit down

The bird upon my shoulder

Has not one kind word to say—

My eye is on the sparrow

But she looks the other way

Carry on, and me away

Hey, look alive— the end of days

And our very blood

Taste like honey now

There upon the mountain

Is the shadow of a hand

Tugging at the stubborn mule

Now standing like a man

And twitching like the phantom limb

Of this whole countryside—

Disappearing at the knee

And breaking up our stride

Carry on, and me away

Hey, look alive— the end of days

And our very blood

Taste like honey now

I want time and bread and wine

Sugar and a spoon

I want for the hungry years

To be swallowed by this room

I wait out your memory

Now singing in the trees—

I wait for one grave angel

And I know she waits for me

Carry on, and me away

Hey, look alive— the end of days

And our very blood

Taste like honey now