Oh, I'm sorry, oh, I'm sorry You break down into tears While I'm watching Oh, I'm sorry But you, you took me for granted I couldn't make no mistakes God was granted
Oh, sweet mother How can you be so pure and divine When you're beaten The sky is crashing down Upon the ships of freedom And while the rivers run wild You run aground
Oh, I'm breaking up with language Oh, In search of something bigger than this While the animals are screaming My ecstasy gives grace It's time to make mistakes
Oh, the threshold of our future Where we lean into the day Out of kindness Can we break it down Into the language of nature? When the sky is your friend There is no end
Now this is hurting You see, we've been givers of pain And I hate to see you cry But the life we had has Vaporized into the sky
