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Intro

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It starts with plain geography

 A dozen ways to get to Tennessee

South and west and all the rest

It's educational to some degree

 I'm studying dead languages

 In hopes that they might rise in melody

 With a little speed from you to me

God makes a tabernacle from

A rock, a rib, and our two crooked frames

And Houston at the airport where

I saw you there and everything got changed

A ticket home to somewhere north

A compass and a map I could not read

Tracing the path from you to me

 A ship out in the dark

 The fog was heavy on my skin

 There appeared, though dim at first,

 A house, a light that drew me in

Instrumental

Bound by chords of kindnesses

And vows that whisper after storms have stilled

Against my calculations

Clearly I did not dream big enough for this

You and I are on the battlefield

"I am a man, have mercy," did I plea

 And love it bleeds

 And love it bleeds

 And love it bleeds

 From you to me