Mother of God - Patty Griffin

All you kids get out the back door

I’ve never seen her this bad before

She took all her favorite things down from the window

And broke 'em all over her clean floor

It’s Saturday at the mansion

The oldest boy walks with a slouch

The young ones are wild in back of the house

And she gave up and went back to sleep on the couch

Something as simple as boys and girls

Gets tossed all around and then lost in the world

Something as hard as a prayer on your back

Can wait a long time for an answer

When I was little I’d stare at her picture

And talk to the mother of God

I swear sometimes I’d see her lips move

Like she was trying to say something to me

When I was eighteen I moved to Florida,

Like everyone sick of the cold does,

And I waited on old people waiting to die

I waited on them until I was

Something as simple as boys and girls

Gets tossed all around and then lost in the world

Something as hard as a prayer on your back

Can wait a long time for an answer

So I’m wearing my footsteps into this floor

One day I won’t live here anymore

Someone will wonder who lived here before

And went on their way

I live too many miles from the ocean

And I’m getting older and odd

I get up every morning with a black cup of coffee

And I talk to the mother of God

Something as simple as boys and girls

Gets tossed all around and then lost in the world

Something as hard as a prayer on your back

Can wait a long time for an answer…

Can wait a long time for an answer

Maybe … it’s alright.

Maybe we won’t fight anymore.

Maybe love is waiting at the end of every room.

I don’t know.

I don’t know.

But maybe … maybe it’s al… right.

(or maybe is al… right).