Copyright, Publishing and Licensing:  Tracy Howe/The Restoration Project
1191 Forest Edge Rd, Woodland Park, CO 80863

Place For Me

My mama told me I should go to bed
Little girl never mind those dreams you had
We seek the day and fight off the night
I cannot help but see
We’re losing

Is there really a place for me
Where I am less confused than in this mystery
Because I’d run to you and fall at your feet
And those bloody knees would be my relief

Lessons, no compassion, words without discretion
Stones for the aches of the lost
And I am a woman
Created not abandoned
But compromised by your costs

And we work so hard to change it
Day by day we make it
So let it come as it will, let it come as it will

I’ve been working so damn hard just to keep my neck out of the way
To keep myself floating in the aftermath of two thousand years of hate

So is there really a place for me
Where I am less confused than in this mystery
Because I’d run to you and fall at your feet

And those bloody knees would be my relief