Song | The Kingdom Has Already Come |
Artist | Iris DeMent |
Album | Sing the Delta |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
I stopped in the church to pray, | |
It was the middle of the day | |
And I don’t even know if | |
I believe in | |
God But I laid my soul on the table | |
And left that place believing | |
I was able to pull back the curtain my old fears had drawn | |
I was out on the fourth of | |
July when | |
I saw those kids | |
I just had to cry | |
The whole town was blazing in the summer’s heat | |
But out in front of a row of run down shacks they had that fire hydrant uncapped | |
Baptizing their bodies right there in the street | |
There’s a tree outside my window | |
It sings when wind blows | |
I’ve got water and fire | |
I know sorrow | |
I feel desire | |
And could it be that the kingdom has already come | |
We all see good and bad in everything that we have | |
But life is waiting just behind that veil if this will be loved and that will be hated | |
The soul is left to struggle segregated | |
Trapped in the harbor too weighted down to sail | |
There’s a tree outside my window | |
It sings when wind blows | |
I’ve got water and fire | |
I know sorrow | |
I feel desire | |
And could it be that the kingdom has already come | |
We all see good and bad in everything that we have |
I stopped in the church to pray, | |
It was the middle of the day | |
And I don' t even know if | |
I believe in | |
God But I laid my soul on the table | |
And left that place believing | |
I was able to pull back the curtain my old fears had drawn | |
I was out on the fourth of | |
July when | |
I saw those kids | |
I just had to cry | |
The whole town was blazing in the summer' s heat | |
But out in front of a row of run down shacks they had that fire hydrant uncapped | |
Baptizing their bodies right there in the street | |
There' s a tree outside my window | |
It sings when wind blows | |
I' ve got water and fire | |
I know sorrow | |
I feel desire | |
And could it be that the kingdom has already come | |
We all see good and bad in everything that we have | |
But life is waiting just behind that veil if this will be loved and that will be hated | |
The soul is left to struggle segregated | |
Trapped in the harbor too weighted down to sail | |
There' s a tree outside my window | |
It sings when wind blows | |
I' ve got water and fire | |
I know sorrow | |
I feel desire | |
And could it be that the kingdom has already come | |
We all see good and bad in everything that we have |
I stopped in the church to pray, | |
It was the middle of the day | |
And I don' t even know if | |
I believe in | |
God But I laid my soul on the table | |
And left that place believing | |
I was able to pull back the curtain my old fears had drawn | |
I was out on the fourth of | |
July when | |
I saw those kids | |
I just had to cry | |
The whole town was blazing in the summer' s heat | |
But out in front of a row of run down shacks they had that fire hydrant uncapped | |
Baptizing their bodies right there in the street | |
There' s a tree outside my window | |
It sings when wind blows | |
I' ve got water and fire | |
I know sorrow | |
I feel desire | |
And could it be that the kingdom has already come | |
We all see good and bad in everything that we have | |
But life is waiting just behind that veil if this will be loved and that will be hated | |
The soul is left to struggle segregated | |
Trapped in the harbor too weighted down to sail | |
There' s a tree outside my window | |
It sings when wind blows | |
I' ve got water and fire | |
I know sorrow | |
I feel desire | |
And could it be that the kingdom has already come | |
We all see good and bad in everything that we have |