About a Bruise

A weed believes the garden
Sunday clothes don't fool me
The sky is full of our prayer, prayer
When you were making moonlight
The mall cops in mobile
The night fell from their eyes, from their eyes
This is borrowed stone
I'd help you let your hair down
Point to birds, then you'd say: Bang bang
The Sun left every evening
Good grass was dying
You drew your dawn on the world, on the world

Tenderness to you was only talk about a bruise
Or walking into water after dark

Your papa saw me coming
Blood knows when it's worth it
All you said, you said like a song, a song
Jesus left a best friend
Mine says forget her
His field is waiting for wind, for the wind
Mobile had your moonlight
But the line cook had candy
You let him blow your candle a bit
(Hoo hoo hoo, hahaha)
Ring a bell that's broken
That sound is loud inside us
Flowing farther away, far away

Tenderness to you was only talk about a bruise
Or walking into water after dark

Love can last a lifetime
This is Alabama
And a wheel is forgiving the road, the road
Now you're making music
For beautiful people by the sea
Who don't need a song, need a song

Tenderness to you was only talk about a bruise
This is Alabama