Blinding light of heaven

dall’album live “Damage”

I count the tables, she count the trees
I tell her stories, she speak of everything she sees
I’m in the shade, she’s in the blinding light of heaven

Her fire raised my paper boats
Now she stands before me, opening the buttons of her coat
I find myself wrapped in the open arms of heaven

She’s giving me everything she owns, electricity

He has worked with idle hands
I’ve turned my back, once she’s done everything she can
I’ve lied awake eaten by the poverty of anger

She’s giving me directions home, I don’t see a thing

You told me of the grace I lacked
You clipped my wings, but now my strenght is coming back
I’ll lay my case before the open heart of heaven