Four-Leaf Clover, released July 15, 2008. Recorded 2007-2008 in Franklin, Tennessee, USA. In te domine speravi, Berlioz, Katrina, floods and a Bush waving overhead. I have hope in You, Lord. The Bad Parent Chronicles: Why couldn't you ever say I love you? Why did you wish I had died instead of your dog? Why did you keep pointing that gun at me? Why don't you love me? Thich Nhat Hanh, a mother's son had gone away, when he looked at his hand he was not so lonely. The Kirkland Tower bell and cicadas in 95 degree Fahrenheit signaling the days end.
I have hope in you
In te domine speravi.
Lord, I get so tired when I think of all I have to do.
I want to rest my head, but there's no home to go home to.
I have hope in you.
Muddy water rising, surrounding me.
The night so black, no electricity.
All my life in a water grave.
Couldn't catch my breath before the next wave.
I have hope in you.
Ignore the flying Bush overhead and weep no more the voice said.
The levees failed and Caesar failed and Lucifer failed because I still have
Hope in you.
In te domine speravi.
Why don't you love me?
Is there something wrong with my face? I never wanted to invade your space.
I keep my head up and run the good race. I live on mercy and the
Good Lord's grace so...
Why don't you love me?
Why don't you?
Remember when I put a dent in your Beemer and it was just a little misdemeanor?
I've told white lies but I'm not a schemer.
The house is messy 'cause I'm a daydreamer, but...
Why don't you love me?
Why don't you love me now? Some how you don't see me as I am.
Why don't you look me in the eyes, and say those three words right now?
I vowed to stay with you to the grave but I never promised I could always behave.
I can't be the debutante that you always craved.
I didn't start a war from an Afghan cave, so...
Why don't you love me?
Why don't you love true?
Look at your hand
If you miss me, look at your hand.
I will be there. Our flesh and blood are the same.
If you want to know me, touch me hand.
I won't retreat in fear. I'm ready to reveal me.
Touch my hand.
When I want to know God, I close my eyes in the breeze
And feel God all over me.
And know that I am in God's hands.
If you miss me, look at your hand.
I will be there. Take my hand.
We're in God's hands.