Even the Darkness Has Arms

I was holding my breath

When the tightrope walker slipped into the moon glow

Saying all my children, follow me

Maybe it's time to go

You can be chrome when you're wise

Can be wise when you're blue

And baby, if I have

Then I have for you

Bribing the jury to keep me in jail

Singing "Tea for the Tillerman"

And although I lie fantastically

I swore an oath on my history, it's a miracle I can see

You can be wrong when you're right

Even when you're right on cue

And if I die tonight

Then I die for you

Calling on those that call me son

Great grandson and grandson

Great uncles, aunts, and relatives

To judge what I have done

Gonna make it right by you

Even if it's all I do

And if it's all I do

Then I do it for you

People will raise a whole lotta hell

About the water and the windmill

And although I stab Quixotically

It hurts no one but me

Even the darkness has arms

But it ain't got you

And baby, I have it

And I have you too

And the light in the window

To pass the night through

Maybe so uncertain

But what can I do?

Keepin' it on, keepin' it on

And I know I like it

But what does that prove?

Sometimes I worry I don't know how to love you

I bring to you with reverent hands

All the books that my love abides

Kind woman that my passion wore

Like the shoreline wears the tides

Maybe the water went dry

Keeping an eye on you

And with an eye on you

It could drown me too

People will raise a whole lotta hell

About the water and the windmill

And although I stab Quixotically

I swore an oath on my history, it's a miracle I can see

Even the darkness has arms

But they ain't got you

Baby, I have it

And I have you, too

And the light in the window

To pass the night through

Maybe so uncertain

But what can I do?

Keepin' it on, keepin' it on

And I know I like it

But what does that prove?

Sometimes I worry I don't know how to love you