Lord Have Mercy

You lay beside me, sleeping
I lie awake and love you so, I'm sure you know
And while you're gently breathing
You sing a song that I should know
But I don't know

You sing it softly, unaware that you are tearing at my heart
You sing it softly, if I had to call it something, it is art

Lord Have Mercy
Calm angry seas
Blow gentle breezes
Toward you and me
Lord Have Mercy
Dry all our tears
Save us, dear Lord, from prophets of fear and doom

I hear the children singing
But what they're singing never goes
Where your song goes
I hear the busker singing
And while it's moving, I don't know
I just don't know

I hope tonight while you're asleep
I'll hear it sung just once again
It flows so gently from your lips
As if the world were at its end

Lord Have Mercy
Calm angry seas
Blow gentle breezes
Toward you and me
Lord Have Mercy
Dry all our tears
Save us, dear Lord, from prophets of fear and doom

Lord Have Mercy
Calm angry seas
Blow gentle breezes
Toward you and me

Lord Have Mercy
Calm angry seas
Blow gentle breezes
Toward you and me, toward you and me

One song means nothing in the grander scheme of things
I know, I know
Still as you softly sing each night, without you knowing
My tears flow

Lord Have Mercy
Calm angry seas
Blow gentle breezes
Toward you and me
Lord Have Mercy
Dry all our tears
Save us, dear Lord, from prophets of fear and doom

Lord Have Mercy
Calm angry seas
Blow gentle breezes
Toward you and me

Lord Have Mercy
Calm angry seas
Blow gentle breezes
Toward you and me, toward you and me