Psalms 40:2 - The Mountain Goats

Pulled off the highway in Missouri and lo, our hearts were heavy laden

Made for the chapel with some spray paint for all the things we’d held in secret

Lord, lift up these lifeless bones

Light cascading through the windows, all the rainbow’s heavy tones

He has fixed his sign in the sky

He has raised me from the pit and set me high

Left that place in ruin, drunk on the spirit and high on fumes

Checked into a Red Roof Inn, stayed up for several hours and then slept like

infants

In the burning fuselage of my days

Let my mouth be ever fresh with praise

He has fixed his sign in the sky

He has raised me from the pit and set me high

Each morning new

Each day shot through

With all the sharp, small shards of shrapnel

That seem to burst out of me and you

Head down for Kansas, we will get there when we get there, don’t you worry

Feel bad about the things we do along the way, but not really that bad

We inhaled the frozen air

Lord, send me a mechanic if I’m not beyond repair

He has fixed his sign in the sky

He has raised me from the pit and he will set me high