(God Was Kind Enough To Let Me Wear His Helmet)
when i was running out on empty and i was beaten by the sun and when i made that big decision to finish all i had begun and when i was frail and fragile and a huge stone of offence and when all my wisdom failed me and my old bones wouldn’t dance and when i was crushed in the wheels of time and my spirit seemed to drain god let me wear his helmet and swallowed all my pain and when i broke up old friendships and picked a bone or two god let me wear his helmet and kindly saw me through when on my knees i knelt down the sword about to fall god let me wear his helmet i didn’t bleed at all and when i asked my money back and was met with hostile grunts god let me wear his helmet and got me my refunds and when i was weary growing fruits i knew were soon to rot god let me wear his helmet (though that didn’t help a lot) and when i was done with hoping and crying in my beer god let me wear his helmet and welcomed all my tears and when i got tired of mercy and tried to walk alone god let me wear his helmet and called me on the phone said i could keep that helmet he had done without so long he said that i could keep it maybe use it for a song ? 2003