(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
